Plastered

Our dear friend Andrew laying the base layer of plaster in the bedroom this morning.  He's so lovely, stopped to talk to Mr T and he has a lovely way of engaging with him.

Other than that a busy day looking after two people that weren't inhabiting the same areas of the house.  Tomorrow I should have some time to breathe and catch up.

The undertaker brought Mum to us this evening so she wouldn't be all her alone this weekend so she's in the summer house with her pink roses.  I had made a soft pink scarf for Mum which I asked the undertaker if she would keep as a thank you for all the kindness she showed Mum, chatting to her, and she said she would be honoured to look after it.