Charlie Sitting

The bad news got worse. I don't really want to write about it and that is a very odd feeling to have for me. Maybe it's because I don't know what to say, or that there are no words to describe, or that I don't want them to be true so if I don't write about it, ergo, it doesn't exist.

I made myself useful by going to Toni & Ali's to cook them dinner, clean up and to look after Charlie, I thought he was going to help with the dishes but it seems he was taking on a more supervisory role...this pic and that comment did produce at least a smile today. Much needed, thanks Charlie. x