For some time now I have been disappointed in two of Dad's best friends who refuse to visit him despite him now living at home again and nearby to them. One of them was his best man. Their wives come to visit and say that their husbands say that they just can't bear to see Dad like he is now and want to remember him as he was. I can't get over the fact that they can't seem to realise that Dad would probably really appreciate knowing that they are still his mates and that they would do anything to show him that and gawd knows he could probably do with a little male company as it seems to be only the women that can handle his illness in the small town he lived in (with a few wonderful exceptions). I know it really upsets my mother too. Anyways the other week Dad's best man had a heart attack and was in hospital, but ended up being okay but had to spend time in bed at home so my Mum was going to go visit him. So I told her that when she did, that she should tell him that Tom (my Dad) would have really liked to visit him, but didn't think he could handle Bill looking so frail and weak. Naughty I know! But I can't help grinning every time I think of it, and it made Mum laugh her head off too, the picture of Dad in his wheelchair being unable to cope with the sight of poor old Bill.