Day 91I only cycled to my parents today - I'm feeling a bit under exercised but there isn't time for more just now. Every day something turns up that we can laugh about - today my sister and I imagined ourselves as women from Charles Dickens as we boiled and squeezed out wash cloths, looking out on Dad as he dug the garden - and there's always something lovely - today listening to Mum 'warble' along to the Girton College Choir CD - remembering her Cambridge university days.
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Oh dear Alison, I love your drawings but obviously things are not going well. I am home, totally exausted after my few days away, starting off tired didnt help. I am not blogging at the moment. Too tired to think, although my mother is now accepting where she is.
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