Woke at 4am. Fully awake at 6:30am. Sorted out a new date for the funeral as soon as the clock hit 9am, which had been bothering me greatly. Now resolved.
Phone calls and admin in the morning. A huge deck of sympathy cards arrived. Very touching. Took a call from the Humanist celebrant – seeing her tomorrow – seems promising. Finished the second draft of Juliet’s eulogy; mainly adding in reminiscences from her mother and friends. I note that I wrote the first draft – in one straight session – on 12 June this year. Wrote the invitation to the funeral service and dispatched it. Took and made several family calls, which upset me, for different reasons, not for here.
Driving with the girls in the afternoon, shopping, clothes to dry cleaners – and viewing of GP cages!
Also a trip to M&S to return some clothes that Juliet never wore at the hospice, from our shopping trip less than three weeks ago. Embarrassingly, my emotions overflowed in M&S, as I remembered just how much she liked shopping and how much she’d enjoyed that trip. Recovered, then same thing happened again later in the grocery section of Sainsbury’s . Bloody hell. It seems to be about triggers so far, maybe once I’ve done all the triggers I’ll be OK.
Cooked the artichokes from Rob & Eva’s before tea, using a Delia recipe. To follow, simply take some pencil shavings and woodchips, boil for 30 minutes, then serve. At least the duck eggs were great.
Alice is sooo excited about the pending guinea pigs. We now have a garden pen, a bag of food bought in Sainsbury’s and, although she doesn’t know it yet, I’ve just ordered a super-deluxe cage online. Delivery in 48 hours.