I arrived home to pouring rain after so much sweltering heat. Can you believe I didn`t take a coat, only a pac a mac. [ I don`t know if they are still around but most of you will know what I mean, perhaps not the youngsters. among us.
Martin took me to the station and the lift was out of order so he carried my bags up and down stairs to the platform. He was emotional leaving me, he is so fragile just now.
When I got to St Pancras, another lift was out of order so I had to use the escalator . I had a feeling something was going to happen and it did. At the bottom of the escalator my case didn`t ride over the bump and I slipped and fell back onto the moving staircase. For a split second I had visions of myself doing the full circuit of the `caterpillar` [ I don`t know what it`s called] . I needn’t have worried, many hands were on me immediately some lifting me up , not an easy task, I`m no lightweight, others taking my handbag and suitcase.
Even so, I did fall, and know without looking I know I have a badly bruised posterior. I haven`t told Paul or Martin.
I know I should have asked for help.
Martin phoned. It`s not easy for him to explain whats happening , it sounds a bit of a muddle. He seems to think arrangements are being made for Helen to go home but it sounds as if Helen is becoming cynical. I think she thinks it`s becoming a bit long winded. I don`t think she understands what has to be put in place first for she said `If I ever make it.`
Not being there, my updates will be second hand and less accurate. Mandy should be there tonight so I hope she will clarify things.
I`ve sorted my post, unpacked and sorted my washing. It would be raining wouldn`t it after all the sunshine.
I`m now going to make myself something to eat and relax