Just back from delivering Meals on Wheels. The husband of one of our customers died recently, and the poor lady is struggling. They were married for 70 years, she appreciates their good fortune in having each other so long, but it’s not much consolation now that she’s left alone. She looks terrible, great dark shadows all around her eyes, although she’s putting on a brave face. The only consolation I know to offer is to say what a happy life she gave him and how well she looked after him.
My mother used to get cross about couples who niggled and carped at each other. Having been twice widowed herself, she thought that they should appreciate each other and overlook minor annoyances. She was not talking about unhappy couples of course, but those who forgot how lucky they were.
Off to Year 9 music this afternoon. And then Pugsley and family are coming round for birthday cake.