Bright Eyes at Dawn

Maybe you can see him too.  Always makes me feel sad that part of the book/film.  I still have my copy of Watership Down (see extra) which I can still remember buying.  We were on holiday (it was raining) and I wanted to buy this.  It cost me 95p!  Mum and Dad told me I was spending all my holiday money on the first day but I didn't care.  I wanted a book.  It was published in 1978 so I guess I was 8 or 9 at the time and can't think of anything else I still have from then!

I didn't get to speak to Mum today as she was too tired.

I started another painting this morning.  I'm very much enjoying oil paints but still experimenting to find "my style".  I seem to be drawn to painting in an impressionistic style.  It's not something I'm doing consciously so I am beginning to think this much be what appeals to me.

I managed to do a bit of gardening this afternoon when the Age UK lady was with Mr T.  I wanted to dig up a couple of acer trees that needed to go somewhere else and move the pond to the other side of the garden.  I think I've secured most things ahead of storm Eunice, but as we under a rare red weather warning, who knows?

Mr T has been a bit challenging today.  Not intentionally, just a consequence of the dementia.  It started at 05:00 when I heard him becoming very agitated.  He must have had a very vivid dream about getting tyres as he said oh good, I'm so glad you're here.  I've gone to get tyres but the place is closed, and I went to the one in Severn Beach but it's not there and I really need tyres.  Eventually he was reassured that it had just been a dream and he didn't need any tyres.  Meal times have been difficult too.  Shredding tissues to "dry" his sandwich and then trying to eat the tissue.  He has a "thing" about deconstructing food, so a sandwich is eaten a layer at a time (bread, filling, bread) and he did try to take a mini magnum apart to.  He was very tired at that point and after about 30 minutes of animated "conversations" he's settled down for now.