Monday 9th June 2025
There's a ship out there called The David Attenborough, they've nicknamed it 'Macboaty Macboatface' daft name I think.
Donald Trump has riots in Las Angeles, when he brought in martial law against immigration. He's due to visit England soon; God help us.
I didn't go to U3A in Harnham, I was waiting for the bus, and I saw Yvonne and her dog. He's so cute, but he getting older.
I had 6 minutes left, but I ran back to mums house to use the loo. I hate it when it suddenly comes on.
I am having my ear done tomorrow in Queen Street. Damp things blocks up again after a week. I've also got a stiff pain between my shoulders which is annoying, probably what kept me awake last night.
I didn't sleep to well last night. I had a weird dream about dad. He came to visit me, but as he left, his clothes seemed to vanish right down to his Tena pants he used to wear. Said it was weird didn't I? I tried following him, but he vanished.
Me and mum miss him terribly, but we have found his journal. So along with my diary and his, I'll make them into books. It will be a documentation recording what life was like.
Funnily enough the bed I sleep in at mums, was where I slept as a child. The bed dad tucked me into all those years ago, my sons slept in; it as it's my friend.
It used to belong to a man who lived in Clifton Road who had back problems. It's over 40 yrs old as of writing today. I still remember fondly across the years as a child and what I got up to, as a child you think everything lasts forever but it doesn't.
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