A line from one of my favourite songs. that is in my head this early morning. I am not surprised easily  I admit but at a friend’s house yesterday when I saw this old headline I was stunned. I have never seen a copy of this edition of the paper before, I mmediately asked her “when was it written?” I assumed I had missed it in the recent publicity. When was did it come out I asked, who wrote it? Although the news shopper is our local free paper but sadly we don’t get it on your ur street. I did wonder if the newspaper had covered Ella’s case on any other occasion and I had missed it. It dawned on me later on how long my extordinary community have been waiting for answers with me and how they have supported me every step of the way. Els was quite well known locally with her big eyes, long hair and big smile. She was very friendly and was used to local people stopping her in the street chatting to her and just being friendly. Apart from our immediate patient neighbours who knew how ill she was as they were used to the constant sirens of ambulances pulling up outside our house but apart from that no one outside our immediate  family and friends knew she was ill; she never really looked it apart from being slightly bloated at times due to the steroids she was on to open up her lungs but it wasn’t something you could see with the naked eye. Even the evening before she passed away, the three musketeers as I call them were zooming around our local Marks and Spencer’s with our shopping trolley making a nuisance of themselves I thought whilst I was desperately trying to keep up, I am sure you have got the picture. “Slow down” I tried to shout in my best teacher’s controlled voice as I hoped we wouldn’t attract too much attention it was valentine’s evening. I was embarrassed but I guess other shoppers could sense that and smiled politely at them and smiled at my embarrassment. It was a treat as we never shopped there and it was a small one unlike our normal local one that they had room to roam in the isles. Many a time I have wished I could have frozen that time and relived it again and again. Imagine a few hours later Els was gone forever, hmmm I am not surprised the good people in my community have scrap books on her. The death of a child affects a whole community and hers was very public, sudden and very shocking to this day. Ella Roberta the girl with big eyes and an even bigger smile. RIP Baba