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Yesterday, as part of my day job, I travelled to Perth airport to pick up an artist from Sydney who’s appearing at the outdoor sculpture awards I administer.
While I’m sitting in the arrival lounge, waiting for the plane to land, the tannoy announces a final boarding call for Ray and Mary Nelson, for their outgoing flight.
Ray and Mary Nelson were the names of my Mum and Step-Dad.
They died in 2003.
Yeah. Like that.