It’s been a funny day, not ha ha but disjointed and foreboding.
I guess the wet weather hasn’t helped. It’s been raining much of the day, but we managed a walk this morning and again this evening. Hubby went out on his own for an hour this afternoon because his legs were hurting and he had to get the circulation going. He got soaked.
We paid our last respects to our friend’s husband at 12.40 then came inside for lunch.
I’ve done a few posts today, but my heart’s not really been in it and I’m suddenly tired.
On our walk on Friday evening, we noticed an ambulance outside the house of one of our doggie owner friends. He has had two strokes in the last six months and we were concerned as the paramedic got quietly in the back and they prepared to drive away.
We hadn’t seen anyone to ask until this evening when we saw his son coming out of his house as they live next door to each other.
We didn’t like to pry, but did ask, and he said he was going to approach us anyway as he recognised us and knew we were friendly with his parents. It was terrible news. His Mum had had a headache all day on Friday and by Saturday, she was gone. It was also their 50th wedding anniversary.
The family are in pieces.
We are beginning to hate this place. It was as a joke we were told it was God’s Waiting Room, but we have seen so much death in our road over the past year or so, we are wondering what the hell it is here that is taking the nicest of people we have come to know.
I have already said how many canine deaths have occurred here, it is well over 20 now as we learned of another last week.
We are both more than a little subdued.