Daffs

Busy day. Did some more phoning of banks and things then, via the office to drop off thank you cards, to say goodbye to dad. He looked so peaceful and so smart. It was good to cry, alone.

Then to the Manor to find we have a garage mystery and home to write my 700 words. A rewrite was called for after 700 words got me to 1950!

I've been sent so many flowers that I thought it was only right I get mum some. I bought too many daffs so some made it home.

I had more bad news in the afternoon. My friend K, I've known her for nearly 60 years, finally lost her 3 year long fight with breast cancer. Our loss is sad. Her family's loss is sadder.