December 8th

As I sit here, feeling anxious, I wonder what I can do to change things. Yesterday I abandoned my trolley of shopping at the checkouts because the till I was already at told me I had to go to another as he was closing. I had been there before it was announced and the queues for the two tills still open stretched up the aisles. I couldn't face it, I just wanted to come home. Things are really bad mentally at the moment.

Billy is playing hide and seek with the X-moose. 


I found six of them in the attic yesterday, one for each child and one for a very dear friend who died December 2002.