18

Up to walk Juno and met eco son and his pal coming home. He was 18 today and had partied up town. They were still drunk.

It was so mild and windy up the hill, we had lovely company.

When I got in eco son was just having breakfast and then headed to bed.

Work was a coming of age.

Had a macaroni pie at lunchtime, as 18 years ago in the labour ward I had one. It made eco mum laugh.

Met eco gran and aunt on the way home. Eco son haule dout of his bed, he did not look the best.

He is away out again, not sure now long he will last.