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A Monday and a half

Monday and up with the sparrows and working on my French brief for two hours till 9:30 whereupon I began my day's work. However the Martlet's nurse was coming around to see Janet this morning, and I felt I had to be there, so I taxied off there to be there for 11:30. Janet seemed bright today, and was sitting up on her newly delivered tilting medical chair. When the nurse arrived Janet was somewhat downplaying her symptoms. Janet asked Hus to take Ken for a smoke in the back, and Heather and I filled in the gaps a bit. Ray and Sonia dropped in too. I had to leave after the meeting, but I was pleased I had been there. Janet just wanted to hold my hand, before I left, but I had to go after a bit as I was feeling stressed about work. Home again, and hard work till sixish. Interspersed with calls from a very stressed Hus and others about Janet and Ken. I managed to screw a couple of minor things up as I worked too, which is unlike me and made me feel bad. I am oppressed by work...

A big decision

Up and off in a cab to Janet's place. Got stuck in traffic, I asked him the Italian cab driver people were being horrid to him after the Brexit vote, and they weren't. We agreed Brexit was a stupid idea of course. In the real world the reality of this unworkable idiocy is beginning tell. Prime minister May humiliated in Europe today, and given some home truths by the French President Macron, that the people who had promised that Brexit would mean great things for the people, were liars and have all disappeared. I do feel sorry for May. She is in an impossible position. So arriving at Janet's, Betty was there having come early. After conversations Beth told me that Hus had yesterday I wanted to talk to Janet about going into a hospice. Luckily she quickly told me she did not have to be persuaded that this was a good idea. She had a particularly rough night last night. I asked her to think about it again, and an hour later when Hus was there we discussed it again, and she w...

A small harvest of pears

Lorraine off to work, and I got up to start work, having lapped up the tea Lorraine brought me in bed. Stressed first thing, however, with the client changing overnight what time the morning's teleconference would start.  I was up far earlier, but only discovered everything had changed overnight and the meeting was underway, and I couldn't load the necessary software either. The rest of the day fine though, working for the agency. Also caught up on some emails relating to Janet, bill my lovely French clients, chat to mum and send off a few emails.  I also had a long chat with Rod, Ken's son. Mum's car has passed its MOT, although the number plate that she had refreshed with new paint had to be replaced. Also chatting to Betty about going to Janet's house tomorrow morning. A couple of short walks too. Lorraine having an evening governors meeting so home late. I watched a documentary about early humans and tried to draw designs for stained glass windows. I can...