Tuesday, 7 July 2015

kicked off the shoes ... clothes in the wash ... normality returning ... back to having one of my favourite coffees ...

Sitting having a good cup of coffee ....  starting to have one of my favourites again too; for first time since that day. Delicious ...


The memory in that sitting on top of those b***** newspapers for the last time I went out the home to sit in the police car. And, again went I went for breakfast with the Salvation Army who came to my rescue when services failed me that day ... so I didn't see the undertakers take your body out .... you were sitting in that indescribable scene...  like an animal in a zoo all these people coming and going ....

All the family thought the Salvation Army were admirable that day ....  your families history with them goes back a long way ... I knew in my moment of need eventually for the paramedics to call them up, when I managed to get my head round the situation ....while they were patient with me as I went silent ...

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