To Edgware

To Edgware a  slow journey and an infernal wait at Mill Hill Broadway station so I didn't get there till almost one o'clock. Had printed out a hard copy of Kansas, and did some proofing and rewriting. Couldn't listen to anything as my earphones no longer work, having left the case on the bus yesterday. 

The new key box outside Mum's house is up and working, and I confirmed on the journey up that the lifeline people had the code should they ever need it. All well. Also talking to Mum about the power of attorney business we will set up. She is going to ask Wynford and one other if they will witness it.

Good to see Mum looking well,  her eye much improved now, and what's left covered up artfully by makeup. We zoomed off to The Waggon and Horses, where we had a bite to eat and a drink. One of the regulars, Tim, was there sitting in Paul's old seat. We chatted to him too as he was on his own and Steve and other pals were elsewhere. He told me he had thought about moving to Somerset but didn't fancy living 20 miles from the nearest hospital. 

Returning home, we had a chat with Maheena from down the road. A lovely person. Then fond farewells with Mum, then made off home. A smoother journey back, and was in Seaford by half six. It had just past six thirty, and I was eager to get out of the rain and boof back onto the gold sofa and talk to Lorraine.