On this day in 2004, my dear Dad died in St John’s Hospice where he had been beautifully cared for since the start of December. My favourite perfume is vanilla and I have been wearing it for 40+ years. One of the last things my lovely Dad said to me on this, his last day with us, was, “I’d love some of that vanilla ice-cream please,” as I leaned over to kiss him. He was a very special man. He chose ‘Joe Hill’ sung by Paul Robeson for his funeral and I play it every year on this date in his memory.