The young boy soldier who was killed has been named and he was with B Company and he looked so beautiful and young and now he's gone, God rest his soul.
Dreadful suicide bombs in Moscow, two of them on crowded tube trains and detonated by women. Somehow runs contrary to the role of the female as traditionally perceived, no longer life givers but angels of death. How dreadful it all is.
Had a fitful night's sleep and work was good and then late this morning I was walking across a classroom filled with construction lads and caught my toe on the lecturer's chair and stumbled forward clawing the air whilst simultaneously feeling as if someone had just shot my ankle. Anyway everyone very kind and supportive and was whisked off to hospital by a colleague and it's not broken just a bad sprain and now sitting like a lemon feeling thoroughly sorry for myself.
More elevation and manipulation and pain relief.
Heard from H and he's panicking as his bank card has not arrived. R and friends preparing for a dinner party for another friend for which R has created salmon on croute, 'mum, like, can you cook salmon, like, and heat it again later'. Very swiftly explained the dangers to both taste and health of reheating cooked fish.
Fellow soldier's Mum had a good weekend and hoping and praying for a happy ending too.
My nice new friend my nurse for the evening and he's really kind and sweet and running around and spoiling me.
Just heard on the news that a soldier killed was actually on his very last patrol at the very end of his tour RIP. How awful.
Please Lord look after them.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
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