dialogue waiting to happen
today is our 37th wedding anniversary. Peter went to work, I decided not to work, but to take some photos instead - Max was intending to come with me to St Pancras, but wasn't feeling up to it. Had a phone call with Mum's doctor this morning - she is still refusing to eat and the doctor wanted to know the family's view on what should be happening. It is Mum's 92nd birthday on Sunday, and we shall visit. Cake . . . she loves sponge cake, other than that, no pressure, as she still has her mind and is able to make her own choices . . . it is the only power left to her and we won't be saying we know better than her what is best for her.