I'd just told Mum we are going to take her home on Friday. She was crying and knitting which is funny because when I broke down (yesterdays blog) I was crying and knitting too. Anyway. She tried to put a positive slant on going home, she said " It'll be nice to see Mum, she still lives at Shawsdale Road I think....."

Amazing what you can get used to. I only flinched a tiny bit. 

Her Mum died in the early 80's.