1999: I awoke in Aunty Eesa’s bed with mum next to me and the rest of the house was up by 6.15 – but they didn’t seem too impressed. Anyway I was saved later when Uncle Tony, who was away fishing, rang to say the clocks had gone forward an hour, so there! We played a bit this morning and aunty Eesa took us home at 10.30 or is it 11.30? We went to bed when we got in as mum is feeling poorly. Something to do with Martel, whoever that is! We snuggled up until 3.00! Mum looked slightly less green when we got up, but I’ve seen her looking better. I wanted to carry on sleeping really, but eventually gave in to mum’s persistence and went out to play in the garden. When we went to have a bath the water was really cold and mum had to boil up kettles of water to make it warm.
2019: Hmm. No issues with Martel on Mums first sleep over but I’m a little green from Jack as I was eventually swigging out of the bottle to try and numb my ankle pain. Swelling has gone down though and I have a bit more movement so will just continue to hobble until it heals. Don’t really want to be travelling to Budapest with plaster on anyhow. Although assisted flying is quite good – I had this flying back from Ireland once with a broken toe. The first of many toe breaks. My big toes are now so numb I’m continually stubbing them as cannot feel them!
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