Mr Tumnus gets through the wardrobe!!

Strange strange day today. Weather very wet and the day took ages to brighten up light wise...its really autumnal now.

The morning raced by and I had a long chat with Peter H who telephoned to find out how I was...he is a sweetie and a real real friend. I do like him a lot. He is so easy to talk to.

Set off to meet with Greg at the children's home only once I got there to find that he had had to turn back to rescue Christine who had fallen over and broken her ankle. Ever resouceful Greg arranged her car to be looked after, waited for her, picked her up and brought her home. He really is a one in a million is our Greg and we would really really miss him if he were not there.

Spoke to my Mum while in work. She paints a bleak picture but who is to say its not realistic? Apparently the doctors have said the particular cancers my Dad has are difficult to cure or get rid of and now the cancerous cells in the brain are called tumours and there are several. The treatments sounds horrible and he'll lose his hair, feel horribly sick and possibly be burned by the radiotherapy. Sounds positively medieval and I do wonder if he really wants this although Mum says he does. The doctors have hinted now that the treatment may not work and although Dad swore mum to secrecy she has told only me and made me promise not to tell Lisa as she will get too upset...but obviously I am made of sterner stuff. Funny cos Peter H saw through my tough exterior though.

Drove home feeling sad and had to keep my mind busy or I can feel the tears coming. I wonder how long we have. Till Christmas? The Spring further or less? Where will we all be this time next year...well we'll know then I guess.

Had a surprise email yesterday from Mr Tumnus!!! He had read the artical about me and contacted me through both personal and work email. I'd like to know how he got my work email. Apparently he had also sent a text but of course I have changed my number.
Its quite flattering to think one meeting should have made such an impression on him that even a year later he remembers me lol...just the thing to cheer me up a little especially as I am convinced that Mr V is seeing her again and that he is now ignoring me once again...cunt! He'll be back although I went a bit silly this morning keep texting just to get a response...I don't really want to see him but want to provoke...silly cos I make myself look desperate.
Robo has replied about the England game ...god why do I bother? I should just stick to really nice people like Peter H...our chats remind me of the chats I used to have with my dad years ago.