7.30a.m. Woke in a `mood`.
Got up, washed and shaved, refused my breakfast but helped himself to cereal, went out for the Papers.
Came home, vacced, asked me why I was grumpy, wasn`t happy with my answer, went out again.
Came home in a state. Hot, breathless, unsteady, in a panic. Had bought a return train ticket to Manchester and realized he only needed a single, as he wasn`t coming back.
I tried to calm him, but he kept backing away, saying he was frightened of me and had to get away.
He was sobbing, distraught, his life is over, he is a coward, unable to end it all.
Calmed down after about an hour, and insisted on going back to the station for a refund. I tried to follow, but leg problem came back with a vengeance, so I couldn`t move fast enough.
Came home with a refund form, as he had been unable to fill it in himself. By this time he decided he wanted a full refund on the return ticket.
I filled in the form, and said I`d go tomorrow. No. It had to be done today or we would lose the money, £78. There was no reasoning with him.
So I went on the bus, got the refund and came home. All the time, the pain in my leg was increasing.
When I got home, he was watering the new plants as bright as a button. Said he was a new man, felt fine and asked why I was limping.
So once again, all is well.
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While he was out, our neighbour called. Dhiren had gone next door a couple of evenings ago, when I thought he had gone for a walk, at 9pm.
He asked our neighbour how he could find Estate Agents, he had to sell the house and return to India.
The `girl next door` was driving him mad, she was on the computer all the time and using too much electricity, he was frightened of her.
He asked if he could phone the agents from their house, in private.
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I don`t want him to be frightened of me.
This is the best result you could wish for at this stage.
