Friday

A hot morning walk but a lovely breeze on what I call Chicken Lane. Not as long as usual because of the temperature.

Florence went back to bed after breakfast and had a very long sleep.

We didn't plan anything. We just wanted the day to unfold.

Chama was desperate to see her. She made a box of Thai savoury pasties and they all came round this evening.

After they left, Clive, Florence and I watched episode one,  series 3 of New Amsterdam. It's something we save to watch together. The plots are ridiculous!

About 9.45pm, we made a flask of coffee and walked down into the jubilee woods.

We saw bats and a pair of herons and passed a group of people, one of whom was playing an accordion.

She's been crying a lot today. I hug her and tell her she's safe and to let it all out.

As I type a whole year is passing since the call I received telling us to get to a London hospital because our daughter maybe dying.

She's here, she's fit and (physically) well. 

We are very fortunate.