Got all the stable work done early and had a lovely day catching up with my friend who has breast cancer. She was diagnosed about 18 months ago and had a single mastectomy followed by chemotherapy and radiation.
I’ve seen her go through some really tough times, and she’s pulled herself through it all; another survivor of domestic upset with a husband who we all thought was fun, caring and generally a good guy.
It wasn’t until he invertedly put on a video of what he thought was our kids school sports day only to find that he had left two neighbours watching a recording of him entertaining two young ladies in his son’s playroom…
We’ve walked along the canal and had a lovely chat with a family that had just pulled up on their boat complete with a British bulldog called Winston. Needless to say he got a lot of fuss.
