I was out last night. The Carer s job is to accompany me.
I just couldn’t face having to look after her, so I went alone.
It was 10 Miles by Triride to Kentish Town, to meet Leigh, to see The Black Rebel Motorcycle Club in a sweaty Forum, and 10 miles Back in the dark.
It was still easier to just go by myself.
The band was great. 8/10.
Id shared my location with Bogrolla on WhatsApp, so she’d know exactly where I was at all times.
Needless to say she didn’t look at it, so had no idea I was coming back ( that was the whole point )
Anyway I eventually got in.
This morning I mentioned that she had had 6 hours off and wondered what she’d done, as the bins were all full. She said she had to make my bed ( it’s a Sheet and a duvet ) I asked how long that had taken? She said half an hour.
I asked why it took her so long. She said ‘ well normally my husband helps me ‘.
Good Grief.