Saturday

Usual Saturday routine.

This evening was Trevor's suprise 64th birthday party.

Trevor quietly told me that he wanted a low key birthday due to recent events. I've no idea what he's talking about and chose not to ask. I just nodded.

Somehow, the rumour spread that I'd made the cake and several people complimented my baking. (It was clearly a shop bought cake) I enjoyed getting the praise.

I had one hell of a nightmare last night. Clive said he had not ever heard screaming like it. It was about my daughter's accident and, in my nightmare, the worst possible outcome. I'm still dealing with it.