Wednesday 3rd February 2021


I am very saddened to say that Captain Tom Moore was killed by Covid 19, this has brought tears to my eye's.  He did so much for the NHS raising a lot of money.  The national treasure, who was knighted last summer following a heroic fundraising effort for NHS charities, passed away on Tuesday morning.  

This disease is so cruel, his poor family must be feeling bloody awful.  An inspiration to many Brits who have spent much of the last year locked down, the World War Two veteran has come to represent triumph in the face of adversity.  Doing laps of his garden in Bedford with the help of his zimmer frame to mark his 100th birthday last April, he went on to raise over £30 million; and now he's gone.  

Captain Tom was admitted to Bedford Hospital on Sunday and died just hours after being surrounded by his family, including daughter Lucy on FaceTime on Monday night.

A physio rang this morning about dad doing the stairs, we may have to move a bed downstairs because he may find going upstairs hard.  I can't see us moving a bed downstairs, as there's no room!  Parents are better off in a bungalow or award assisted home, but that's never going to happen.  I haven't been sleeping well because of my twitching legs and I'm expected to sort most things out and mum doesn't help by saying she's fed up and depressed.

I found a keyring the other day, it's in the shape of a golden bow.  This is one of the trinkets we won on the arcade machines in Newquay, it's small but brings back memories of a happier Covid free time.

It seems like another lifetime I was walking on Porth beach and paddling in the sea, I miss the seaside.  

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