Life has a strange way of coming back to haunt you. I remember when Bob and I were first together he used to laugh and tell me what a marvellous old lady I was going to be. "You are going to be the keeper of the key" he used to say, and "people will come from far and wide to marvel at your wondrous collection of photographs, taken by your mad photographer husband who was killed in a freak accident, falling down the stairs with a cup of boiling tea".
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