Turning Point

I got this far up the hill on my walk yesterday.  It felt like a definite struggle.  I had been awake since 3.15.  No idea why I couldn’t get back to sleep, I couldn’t despite trying all my usual solutions.  (I slept while after 7 this morning, which feels much more reasonable.). I was going to see Lucy at the Hepworth print fair in Wakefield and decided that I didn’t feel safe to drive.  Lyn and I finally managed to talk with Joy using What’s App video (with the aid of her son) in the afternoon, which was really good and I think we left her feeling cheered up and that we were very much expecting her to join the girls group in Harris.