6/2

Day Seven

Waking up from a horrible dream is... well horrible, obviously. Shaking my head, I got up and ate my usual brekkie, toast and butter. It didn't phase me much in the morning, so I carried on with my day. The first place I went this morning was to Sherberton to visit Patsy. Her ashes were spread in a very lovely spot on the top of a hill, where you could view all the rolling hills of the moors. She absolutely loved that spot when she was alive, so what better place would there be for her to rest, eternally? Can't think of one. Oh, I also was there to see my very good friend, Agnes. She has exams now, so she has to be studying, but she could manage half an hour away from her books (as I know I procrastinated during my exams, as well!!!), I am sure. We had a really nice, reminiscent walk, and it was lovely seeing her again.

We went home to have lunch, for we couldn't decide on a place to eat out. Ça plane pour moi*; sometimes, I actually prefer eating at home. Especially when I have an egg-mustard-mayo sandwich for lunch! That was exactly what I wanted at the time. Actually, that's exactly what I want all the time. Seriously. Just give me a month's supply of them, and I'll be completely content.

We went out to the Co-op to get some things, including some pills for my dad. We think he's got hay fever, which isn't surprising, given the huge trees outside that give people exactly that, all the time. After that trip, we watched a Star Trek episode, waiting for The Kebab House to open at 5. When that time came, we went to get our tea and came home to eat it. I had a chicken kebab, which I am still not certain was gluten-free... Ah well. I don't feel badly yet, so that's a good sign! Then after dinner, and partially during it, we watched the first Ice Age movie, one of my FAVORITES!

Rhum has injured either his left hind-leg hip or his paw! Zut alors!** How awful... I hope we can mend him, somehow. The poor old dog seems to be coming apart, lately. He has had breathing problems for a long, long time, and he used to be maltreated when he was growing up, and a few days ago we found a tick on him... Poor dog! He really doesn't deserve this. Honestly, no one does. If you know anyone sick, give them some attention. If they're in the hospital, give them a visit, or send them an email or a text to remind them that they're not alone. It really does suck to be all alone when you're sick or injured or even when you're just plain sad. Please, help those around you that are in need today. All it takes is a phone call or a text.

*French: Literally, "It flies for me," meaning "That works for me."
**French: "Gosh!" or "Shucks!"