Last night Master asked me to sleep in
his room, to be close. I took my mattress in. He slept surprisingly
well. I did not. Is it really Saturday already? We are meeting Ingrid
for lunch. We have not seen her for a some weeks, she has been to
look after her sister which had to have an operation.
It is raining hard and very windy.
There is no point going to the market, the traders will not have
bothered. I need to clean myself. I have been a bit stressed the last
2 days, so I hope it goes well. Writing my diary now is part of my
preparation. I shall do some yoga and meditation. Master has gone to
the barber.
We are back from lunch, I feel quite
tired and am having a rest in my room. I do not want to go to sleep,
otherwise I will not sleep properly later. We had a nice time with
Ingrid. It was nice to see her again, we had a good laugh. She
enjoyed being away and do something different. Her sister's op and
her recovery went well. We went to the supermarket afterwards to do
some shopping. Master is reading the paper. I can hear him turn the
pages. He still needs to read at the table. His hand is in a splint
and it restricts him. He has an appointment at the physio on Monday
morning.
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