Ankles poo and really painful and hate being back to being an invalid. Want to be back in the world of the animated living and not stuck in a shrunken existence yet again.
Still cannot complain if the reality is that C finishes the tour intact and I'm the one less than perfect. That's precisely the way it should be.
Delicious supper of macaroni cheese with garlic and onions, all with a warm broccoli and runner bean salad with my dear friend, colleague and buddy. She came round to see me this evening after college and it was great to see her and catch up with the news about everyone at work, and just want to be back doing my job again. Work is definitely good for the mind and to be gainfully employed in a worthwhile role is certainly salvation.
Britain still cut-off from the skies and the spillage appears to be growing as the demonic volcano has seemingly been spewing again.
Heard from H and the US Navy has redeployed the ship so he will not sail back to Blighty on board and so suppose he is technically one of the stranded across the pond. R home and revising hard for her first year university exams. And no news from C.
Fellow soldier's Mum says M told her that they will fly them back to Cyprus and then coach back to the UK, and so hope that applies to C too.
Please Lord let this cliff hanger end happily.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
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