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What a strange 24 hours.

Yesterday, being Mum's 80th, I went to Kent. Lucy brought along a birthday cake, it was just 4 of us as Mum was absolutely adamant that she didn't want any fuss. She was super-delighted that Rod had sent her a card, but speechless that I had gone to Nan and Grandad's grave to tidy up and plant things. It was totally unexpected and made her teary. It's not terribly likely she'll be able to visit the grave again, Dad can't drive that far, and I don't have a car. Maybe my brother might take her one day, but to all intents and purposes, my gift is a visit, twice a year, to keep things in order. She loved the photos and the long story about how awful the bloody journey was! Anyway, I have been of service, and that's what I wanted to be.

She and dad also talked about when I came home for the first time. In a yellow romper and knitted yellow bootees. That made me teary.

When I got home, the phone rang, and it was Mum, thanking me again. And again and again.

This morning I've tried to give emotional and practical help to a male at work who's been raped, which has led to a very unfortunate sequence of events.

And tonight, 50% off food and drink at Salvador & Amanda's, Dawnie's helping me with that one :)


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