Molly, such a sociable mare

I love her for it! 408 nights I have put Big Fish to bed by myself. Sounds an easy task but it actually takes an hour or more and the way you do it can make the difference between life and death; open airways or compromised airways. Tonight the carers did it for the first time in 408 fucking days. 408 fucking days that would have been far less if Johnson actually cared about peoples’ lives and put other people before himself and took it seriously from day one. I was locked down for a week before he even attended the first cobra meeting. If I could see the way it was going why couldn’t someone with endless specialist advisers work out the way it was going. I doubt whether he has any idea of the hardships that many of us are living through. Today I really reached the point of full anger about how I have had to shield my son for 408 days due to sheer incompetence!