P has the day off work today. Yay! He had his hospital appointment and they’ve told him he needs to go to the gym weekly to improve the muscles in his leg. Aww, poor P, he hates exercise!

Yesterday I went to see my half-sister. She’s just had her baby, a little boy named Michael. Although I’m already an aunt, I’ve never seen my neices/nephews so this was quite strange. My sister is tiny, like me, but Michael weighed 7lbs and had to come out by caesarean section. I took up some booties and a multi-pack of socks – not the most exciting of gifts, I know, but you can never have too many socks!

That’s pretty much all that’s happened these last couple of days. We have no money until Friday, although most of that is already spoken for. I dreamt last night that I was asked to go back to the cosmetics factory. It was horrible, everyone was talking behind my back and the bosses were expecting me to carry on as though nothing had happened. Perhaps it’s a sign that’s warning me not to go back if I get offered the chance. I don’t think I could anyway. Too much has happened.