It's three years today since we lost my father. No one beyond the immediate family seems to remember do they, and seriously why would they? It's our grief, our loss, or pain. I often wonder what he would think of the way my Mum is behaving now? I do think he'd be quite surprised to see her playing us off each other, but thankfully most of us see what's going on. Though I don't think I can forgive her just yet for telling my brother she had no food in the house when that morning I'd been to Aldi and all she'd wanted was a tin of rice pudding! We laugh or cry I guess. As I've said, if I could split myself in two, I would ... but I can't!
Did you sleep last night? I didn't, I was out in the yard in nothing but a T.shirt around 2am, just TOOOO HOT! Poor Zeus was panting away, but he opted to stay in, well those cows could have been about.
It was lovely in the garden in the evening, I spent a little bit of time with everyone there, only one was badly behaved, well maybe not badly behaved just mischievous, my brown clown was full of it. (Ross) Think it should be a more sensible temperature tomorrow, hopefully I can at least get these guys out somewhere.
