By Number147


I usually wake up at 6ish but didn't surface until 9am today! I was annoyed to sleep so long but Clive said I was so zonked out, he didn't like to disturb me.

So a late start. 

I arranged to have coffee with Rosemary so marched off into town. We said our goodbyes just as the heavens opened.

Our B-in-L died by suicide five years ago today. I remember receiving that news so clearly. Clive was away and Henry had to take control because I was a shocked blubbering wreck. Horrible time. Clive's sister still struggling with PTSD and the affect on their girls.

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