I struggled getting out of bed to cook breakfasts for my guests. I blame it on a Morris man.
I met Mum at the GPs. She was confused, the GP was confused and I was confused with all her appointments. A couple of hours later it was all sorted. She was looking rather grey and frail today. I think we are losing her physically and mentally.
Tom is still with us. It is useful to have his young muscles. We had a wooden fence panel that needed putting on the bonfire. Done. Thanks Tom. I thought he might like steak for dinner. He did and so did I.
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