Thursday and I wake up in the hotel again. Breakfast and then I drop off some more papers at the solicitor’s. My partner and I pay our parking fees adn then drive to the house in London. Once in we start to go through piles of paper work and files. After quite a time trying to make sense of a lot papers I come across a box file with a letter from the solicitor with an invoice for work to a will. The date was 2020, ten years later than the ne the solicitor read to me the day before. I ring her and she is perplexed. At first she cannot locate the reference number and then she finds it. So there is a later will which names me and both my daughters as executors to the will. She is will share with me in due course. The solicitor is bringing estate agents to the house in the afternoon so I leave the papers I have found for her to find. My partner and I have had enough. Its a strain being there in the house so we leave and drive home.

The drive is smooth and I get home about three o’clock. I unpack the car while my partner makes coffee and goes for a shower to wash London off. I ring a local printer about cards to inform people about my sisters death and then finish unpacking. The family decide to have an easy chippy evening meal and I try to catch up with my food/training diary, I also try to catch up with my accounts. With that done its time to draft the blog while the TV provides wallpaper. Tonight I need to sleep as tomorrow I am having bloods done for Tuesdays oncology review. And so life moves on.