Good Friday and it's really cold and damp.
Lunch cooking, fish of course. New potatoes, broccoli, carrots, roasted tomatoes and cucumber salad all with my nice new friend who is then off to work through the night. Last night was lovely - sausage and mash and lots of chat and laughter.
Oh my how I miss the kids being little.
See on the news that one of the Moscow suicide bombers was a seventeen year old widow and shudder to think what has happened to bring her to that mode of action. Nearly forty people died and many horribly injured. And so the cycle of killing continues.
Fun Friday so meeting everyone for a pint in the pub at five, well more to the point being picked up as still not walking properly. Not heard from H. R still not home from popping out to see friends last night. No news from C.
Not heard from fellow soldier's Mum and hope everything is OK for her and her son.
Met my nice new friend's son today and he's gorgeous.
Please Lord keep everyone safe.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
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