And I have another thing to say about this.
A couple of summers ago, me sis and me mum were looking out the dining room window of me ma and pa's house.
They were commenting on how our dad would have loved that day as he was a real sun worshipper and would have been straight out in the garden sitting by the garden table soaking up the sun.
My old man loved the sun so much that he tried to talk me mum into moving to Australia(where one of his brothers moved to) when I was a little boy.
She didn't want that mainly because she didn't want to leave the rest of our family.
I could have been Australian, Queenie!
Anyhoo, whilst they were tsalking, this white feather floated down the window pane on the inside and me mum said to me sis....'that's your dad telling us he's alright.'
According to my sister, this white feather came from nowhere.