Saturday, 10 March 2018

Nous sommes le samedi dix mars

In the still of the night.
Sitting having a cuppa contemplating the Friday and how it unrolled.
Malc saying he could not breath well so could I phone the Doctor, he was then rushed off to the hospital at Albi.
Having to phone the plumber again as the boiler after I ran out of oil would not restart.
The garage phoned to say after a week the part to mend the car had still not arrived.
He loaned me an old citroen with strange noises.
I arrived at the hospital to find Malc had been taken to intensive care with a thrombosis partially blocking his heart.
I will not be posting more today but ask you silently to  send up a wish or a prayer for “my lad”