Cornwall via Royal Stoke Hospital and Wiltshire - In the name of Thiago - Day 44
It’s been a long day.
It all started with a
visit to the Central Treatment Suite at Royal Stoke and to get my dad checked
out for something that was flagged last time he fell ill. We had hoped to see the
consultant but didn’t and now have to comeback a week on Saturday.
Angelica and I took
the late decision to plan this trip to Cornwall but to drop the old man off at
my sister’s place in Winterslow, which is in rural Wiltshire.
So while yesterday was
a little uneventful, today was even more so with the four of us, who became
three once we left Wiltshire being stuck within the confines of a Kia Ce’ed.
It’s fair to say that
Angelica and I are looking forward to some time away from Dad. He is definitely
improving but he is very hard work and still expects most things to be done for
him. It’s frustrating because he is still very capable. He just needs to get
his confidence back that’s all. We’re getting there with him. It’s just a case
of being in it for the long haul!
(I thought having my reflection in this photo would add a certain je ne sais quoi)
This is the garden of my
sister’s gaff – a nice little spot in what seems like a very pleasant little
community. Her neighbour Kate even came over to say hello while we had stopped
off for a brew and a flapjack. Very friendly indeed.
Then it was the long
haul down to my auntie’s home in Gweek – a little fishing village down on the
south coast of Cornwall. It’s a lovely spot but it is so far away. The thing
with coming to Cornwall is that you get to the Devon border and think ‘ooh I’m
almost there’ and then it’s the best part of three hours to do the rest of the
journey.
(A nice sunset somewhere along the A303)
Elisa was, as always,
good as gold though so that really helped. It doesn’t matter how long the
journey is she never complains and we rarely have to stop. She is a blessing
that girl.
Anyway, we arrived
petty much bang on nine and it’s great to see Diane and Harry again. It’s the
first time that I’ve seen them since Thiago’s funeral. They are lovely people,
I mean Harry can be a bit if a cantankerous git but then again he is a
Mancunian so I’m definitely fine with letting him off. You know what though,
they’ve always said to me that my family welcome in their home and
that means a lot. I have a lot of time for them both as they've stood by me through some tough times.
Well as I said, we’ve
just arrived, so I’d better go and do some socialising!
Until tomorrow folks!
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