Wednesday, 9 September 2009

Darling father

Darling father came to visit on a Tuesday. He never comes to visit on a Tuesday. Tuesday is golf, as it was in the beginning, is now and shall be for ever more. No arguments.

He was looking a bit stressed as well as he arrived. A few hours with little bear sorted that out, but he was very tired last night and all today and has hardly drunk anything except tea.

Darling father brought up his British Legion medals to save for little bear.

My instincts tell me that darling father is worried about something to do with his health, but he hasn't shared.

I am really worried.

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