Monday

My friend sent me this picture of her daughter/partner in Singapore airport where they saw Bojo.  It trumped my picture in the summer where I saw Sarah Ferguson and was invited to take a selfie!

I woke up with a sore throat and runny nose but decided to go to BP anyway.  Home in time to see No.1 and wave her off for next session (Day 14).  My brother was taking her today but it felt wrong, I wanted to be with her.  I helped her dry her hair after a shower and we styled it differently to cover hair loss.  She is so brave and dealing with all the sh*t but sounded wistful when she talked about all the lovely hair styles she had pinned on her Pinterest board for wedding inspiration.  Here’s hoping she won’t lose too much more?

I went food shopping (how is it possible to spend nearly £200 for two people!?!)  Although the cupboards were empty and I did buy lots of meat.  I cooked a gammon for dinner and No.2 was home after a dentist appointment.  It was delicious and three plates were cleared and enough left for cold with salad tomorrow.

No.2 was chatting about his solo exhibition in March - he was very passionate about the work he was going to make to stay true to himself and not sell out to commercialism.  I didn’t understand much of what he was saying but my cold had made my head foggy (that’s my excuse).

We face timed No.1 who had a mare of an afternoon and only just got from the hospital, apparently one of the scanners wasn’t working so there was long delays.  She looked really tired and was waiting for JC to come home from work.  He has got really busy and it was gone 7.00 with no sign and nothing out of the freezer for dinner.  How I wish she lived closer to me.