I can’t imagine how hard this must be for both of you.Bought the last ever Christmas card for my wife. A very emotional experience trying to find a card that was suitable.
Heather's battle with lung cancer is nearly run. Since her last stay in hospital 2 months ago there has been a slow decline, her appetite is so poor these days. The weight has just melted away, it is painful to see her so thin, little more than skin and bones. I'm not sure if she really appreciates what a poor state she is in now. She obviously doesn't have long left. She was able to get up for supper tonight but was back in bed by 8.00. I don't know how long she will be able to get out of bed, she is a pretty determined character so she will always make an effort.
Went to a funeral today, the husband of one of Heather's first teaching colleagues passed away last week from prostate cancer. Couldn't help thinking that the next funeral I will attend will probably be Heather's. At least we have talked over her wishes and planning will be easy. I need to start writing the eulogy, I won't be able to deliver it but I am best placed to put together her life story and achievements.
Bought the last ever Christmas card for my wife. A very emotional experience trying to find a card that was suitable.
Heather's battle with lung cancer is nearly run. Since her last stay in hospital 2 months ago there has been a slow decline, her appetite is so poor these days. The weight has just melted away, it is painful to see her so thin, little more than skin and bones. I'm not sure if she really appreciates what a poor state she is in now. She obviously doesn't have long left. She was able to get up for supper tonight but was back in bed by 8.00. I don't know how long she will be able to get out of bed, she is a pretty determined character so she will always make an effort.
Went to a funeral today, the husband of one of Heather's first teaching colleagues passed away last week from prostate cancer. Couldn't help thinking that the next funeral I will attend will probably be Heather's. At least we have talked over her wishes and planning will be easy. I need to start writing the eulogy, I won't be able to deliver it but I am best placed to put together her life story and achievements.
Just back from Human League in Nottm. Sporadic mask wearing, but we kept ours on. Good gig. Being Boiled had particular resonance, and was actually played without backing tracks!
The last castle hunt I dragged everyone else on revealed a slightly discernible flattened rectangular piece of ground with a ditch and a bank with almost several inches between them. It excited me enormously. MrsKs and Betsy the Howling Wolf slightly less so.We once spent a very annoying day trying (and failing) to find a Bronze-Age hillfort in mid-Wales known as Mouse Castle. Ever since, an unsuccessful outing has been known in our family as ‘A bit of a Mouse Castle’.
makes a week in Filey sound positively luxurious.As a nipper, one year my parents decided we couldn’t afford a ‘proper’ holiday, so my father took us on various days out, some more successful than others. We had no car in those days, so everything had to be based around places we could reach by train. One was a castle in Wales, of which there are many to choose from. Unfortunately the one my father chose was basically a couple of walls, and was in the middle of nowhere, and it rained. Even worse was the outing to Heswall Hills, which are certainly in Heswall, but barely qualify as hills.