Tuesday

Today started with a call letting me know that Mrs New Boy had died. Her family were keen to let me know. They were a wonderful couple and they welcomed me when I was their support worker. The funeral will be broadcast but I don't think I'll tune in.

One of our ladies died suddenly at the start of the first lockdown and Carol was sent a photo of the woman after she died. Strange to me but the most peculiar death we had was the one where the son put his mum's body in the car and drove "her" to her favourite beauty spots. 

Anyway, I felt sad about Mrs NB. She was delightful. 

I did some gardening this morning. Hetty is now quiet so I'll get on with the window decoration.