Precious sleep

Slept straight through again, so grateful. But lay in bed thinking too long. Illuminated sign outside Colorado church, "Tell the children I love them - God", it's the way God signs it that I adore. And on the reverse, "Pianist and new band members always wanted".

Oh, MP, so desperately worried at the prospect of what might happen to her young B if she's ill, "He's such a happy child", & the prospect of his childhood being overshadowed as ours was is such a wretched one. There has to be a cheque from Take a Break in all of this, 'Our Parents Died from Cancer and now it's our turn', not exactly original, is it?

LK Bennett most apologetic & will swap my footwear, thank you Linda. It's a long, long time since you helped out in your boyfriend's dad's Hampstead leather emporium, isn't it. Apparently you live most beautifully these days, Regency style.

Well, at least the GP's surgery has changed its policy on magazines (previously banned for health and safety reasons). Thoroughly enjoyed 'Caravan Club' [photo feature of club members competing in the reversing test, 1950's] & 'Dive'[must add 'snorkelling in the Caribbean again' to my list of To Do's; and now realise the advantage of reconstruction over a prosthesis - how else to dive in comfort] while waiting for my sick note. I do love my magazines, which reminds me, where's that envelope I posted back home from South Hadley?, full of spectacular Nancy Homemaker titles, and 'American Bungalow'. I thought I was quite sensible, asking GP for therapy referral - she said, "Yes, but are you depressed?", to which I had to honestly answer, "No, just distraught, but I might get depressed on Thursday". Do you have to be depressed to talk to someone? Our wonderful system.

Wonderful elderly eastern European man in waiting room with me, "I have time, when you are a pensioner you are a millionaire of time", I wondered if it was a direct translation of something Polish. I want to feel like that.