Love in a Fading Mist

Having waited eagerly for this to flower, the season is mostly over in two to three weeks. So one last photo. Amazing to consider that such little flowers can give rise to such large seed pods. I must try dissecting one when ripe. Couldn't resist adding the volume of Byron's poetry. Not because of the poetry but because the book has such lovely gilded page edges.

After a troubled night anticipating having to get up for a B12 injection at 9 am, we went home for a cuppa, then out to Leicester to feed George's cats, Ben and Jerry. They were voracious. Len had to bring the feeding bowls into the kitchen to fill as they wouldn't leave him alone. He gave them two sachets of wet food each. I suspect Jerry demolished most of it because after we waited a while, we had to put another sachet in Ben's bowl. He was still hungry.

We stopped at The Outwoods on the way home. It's a bit upsetting that Len doesn't really seem to know where he is when driving so I have to give directions. He and Basil enjoyed their walk in the wood though.

I failed to mention yesterday that Lucy Letby was given 13 full life sentences. She will never be freed from prison. That must be living death. Apparently there was a similar case of child murder prosecuted in 1993. Beverley Allitt killed four infants, attempted to kill three more and caused grievous bodily harm to a further six. She has served her sentence and is eligible for parole as of 2021. I assume she is still. being held at Rampton Secure Hospital.

No mention of mental or psychiatric illness has been mentioned in the case of Letby so I assume she will go to a maximum security prison. I don't fancy her chances much should the other prisoners find out who she is.