Empty Inside

Up at 6.40 to say cheerio to Karen who left at 7am. At her request, I took some photos of her completely empty flat, of which this is one. Safe travels my friend. I will miss your wit and your cooking. And, well, you.

Day 2 of packing boxes in 30ºC. Waiting to hear when the removals company will come and then I can book my flight home. Amy and Greg (thank you) will take care of Elizabeth and Caroline - who hardly leave my side. Intuition fills them with unspoken understanding it seems, as still reeling from last night's devastating news about Dad's test results, I feel completely empty inside.