Hi again. I wasn't going to post for a few more days yet,, but as once again, lying here at 4am, unable to get back to sleep, I might as well do something. So, here we are, all kinds of things on my mind. As I'm becoming more and more awake the the words I intended to write seem harder to find. Twenty minutes ago, just after waking the words were all there, composed in perfect order, now all melted away, as if like after a dream, forgotten. . Now,as I put finger to pad I'm lost for words. Not unlike many times during recent days and weeks I find myself lost for words. I'm smiling to myself about an event yesterday. I was tidying some of the ivy plant on our side of next doors garage wall, it does tend to grow rather fast. But as I'm cutting it from the top, my oh is 'helping' by cutting and tidying much lower down the wall. I suspect that the ivy won't be too much of a problem for much longer. Her friends wisteria suffered the same fate some months ago. But this is one more of the problems. No matter how many times I try to explain things, she can't seem to understand, if I tell her she's doing something wrong, then I'd better watch out. If I say, just leave it, I'll do it, that too is wrong. The best way I've discovered is just to let her get on with it. If it means I have to do something over again, so be it. Frustrating, yes but easier in the long run. Its not as though i dont have the time. As long as she's not doing anything to endanger herself, just let her carry on. On a plus note, I've ever liked the ivy anyway. Well, that passed some time away. Not only have I managed to write this post, I've got some of the things off my mind, injected a tiny amount of humour into what can be a depressing subject and at the same time prepared myself for another couple of hours of sleep. So, not all bad then. I'll keep up with this posting therapy again later. Al.