Monday and I am knackered before I even get to the evening. Despite reading for a bit before getting up and trying to maintain a calm and reasonable pace the day feels hectic. After a muesli breakfast and morning meds I start the required round of phone calls to solicitors, coroners, neighbours and GP surgery. I have started a log to record who and when I’ve talked to people and what information they impart. Eventually there is breathing space and I and my youngest drive to the garden centre to indulge in scones and hot chocolate or tea before buying a fresh pie for tea tonight. Home again and there is some preparation work to be done so that we can collect my youngest daughters new car tomorrow. I get a car report and we work out the mileage history and the MOT history. It seems that our car find is a genuine good buy. Its 17000 mile history is true and even over its history. My partner and I juggle money from account to account until it nestles in my youngest daughters account ready to pay for the car tomorrow. At last there is a moment to feed the hedgehog whose bowls are empty from my neglect. I fill them up and after a final bit of admin, including my next lot of drugs and Mondays injection I sit on the sofa and start to draft the blog. So here I am knackered, with no other intention than eat my fresh pie tea, read and go to bed early.

During the day I have had messages and calls from friends asking how I am and offering to help if they can. People are good and even better when the chips are down and there is a need for support. In this respect I am blessed. I have few friends but the ones I have are the just the best. I am despite everything a very lucky and rich person to have such family and friends.