Catch Up

Sam wasn’t 100% so we had a quiet-ish time at home in 2-Sox Towers. It had been a LONG time since we had a MacDonald’s, so - in the light of Sam being ill and wanting to get anything into him - we had junk food tea. Delicious.

Monday. I felt unwell, dodgy “movements”, cleaned the Woolpack extra buff because of the afternoon’s events.

Funeral

It was the funeral of a mate’s wife who died by suicide. I won’t mention names because I don’t want to make it all too public. People who know me, or him, will know. We went up to the crematorium, and it was nice to see a big turnout of family, friends, workmates, and us lot, the mates from the pub. The service was very nice, and us “mates” all nearly blubbed at the end. One of our friends, who is probably the toughest man in King’s Lynn, had to leave halfway through, you just have no idea how these things will affect you, do you? Afterwards the wake was held at The Woolpack. I stayed in the “normal” side, preferring to leave the family to do their own thing, and I was joined by quite a few others. The funeral was as lovely as these ****ty times can be, so she had a decent goodbye. She’ll be missed.

Tuesday

First day at the steelyard. Very early start, cleaned the Woolie from 6.45 to 8.45, the straight to SS Roy’s place. I had NO idea what I was doing, but I provided another pair of hands to help load all the steel onto the lorries for shipping out to the buyers. It was a bad day apparently, but I saw much, much worse in my RAF days, so it can only get better! Picked Sam up, he was not lively so we took things easy. We had a fantastic lamb stew for tea, made with the leftovers from my Sunday dinner, which Sam enjoyed right up to the point the was nearly sick! My cooking or a bug????

Wednesday

Up at 5 means grumpy me. Cleaned the pub, which is so much more unpleasant when there’s no light coming in through the windows. Then off to the yard. Then home to leaflet the papers. Finally went to pick up Sam and we had a fab evening, even though he’s not well, he’s such a trooper. He’s going to be a reindeer in the Christmas play! On a play note, The Joker AGAIN managed to escape from prison and sent Sam a note, what a naughty man. Sam was really upset when it was time to go back to the mumhouse, I really struggle explaining this now he’s understanding so much.

Thursday

BIG day. Cleaned the pub til 5.45 A BLOODY M, steelyard 8 til half twelve, then delivering papers until 5. Busy busy busy. Went to the Woolpack for 3 beers and a relax afterwards, then home to finish the cheese on toast challenge. Hugh Bingley-Bongley was the last recipe. Sue Marchant at BBC Radio Norfolk is hoping to win!

Emotions?

I am right down at the moment. Very low. Friends are feeling the same right now. If not for Sam I know where I’d be right now.

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