Work, then into town to pay in a cheque and then home to change before going to the Age U.K. shop with the old dining table. It is mightily cold today. Then on to see Mum. She was in the cinema watching a film but she now confuses what she sees on the screen with reality, and kept talking about all the children that were running around. But she was in a fair mood until I walked with her back upstairs in the lift, when her legs hurt and she wanted to die. All I can do is say I can tell her legs hurt and that it is not her time yet to die, over and over.
In this blip she was still in a good mood and was hiding from the camera.