Sunday 6th February 2022

Today is the anniversary of the Munich air disaster which almost the entire Manchester United football team known as the Busby babes, were almost whipped out.

They shouldn't have taken off in such terrible weather, it was snowing and it was on their 3rd attempt at taking off the crash happened.

I thought I would never come to Rugby again, but here I am. I was in the market Square when Alan phoned, I was a bit subdued in the car.

Went past the army air of flying, the sat nav sent us that way. Dunchurch outside of Rugby is a quaint village full of thatched cottages, supposed to be older then Rugby.

I didn't sleep well that night, kept damned jerking and snorting. Went to the Harvester & met Carol, her partner & Christopher.

Me and aunt Joan had a chat while Alan was out swimming. She said that Dave said my dad should be in a care home, I don't bloody think so! Some of these damned care homes are no better then prisons.

I've never warmed to Dave, & now Liz is gone things may change. I have a present to give Karl, but I don't want Dave getting cross at me when I give it to him; I do worry & it's probably why I didn't sleep to well last night.

I feel like an unimportant nobody, I'm going to miss Liz.