S;ept with the telly on. Cricket Oz v India. Kept waking up by kept eyes shut and listened. Gilchrist's last test innings before retirement. what a player he has been and what joy he has brought. A really lovely bloke to boot. Going much too early, but dong it because he never sees his family. Who can blame him.
I am still feeling rough. Don't eat any breakfast, and head back out to Oxford to pick up H's car. a glorious day again, but I am in no state to make anything of it. I get back, crash onto the couch and don't move for the rest of the day. Can't even raise the effort to zap the telly, which is a mistake as I miss the first hour of Gremlins II which I'd liked to have watched as a family. Too bad.
H takes the kids, and Florence, E's friend to Handy Cross. Everything is for a pound, so they play ping pong, badminton, go to the gym and go swimming. Although I feel bad I also feel I should have made an effort and joined them. How many times?
Sophie is out at a friend's on a Sunday night. She didn't get home till 2. She's growing p. soon it'll be uni and then?? She says she wants to go to Oz. Will she settle there? Will we not have the joy of seeing her kids grow up?
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