It was a fairly dismal day. I still managed to apply for another job, though
65. Technical Assistant
I went to the doctor, got my prescriptions and went down to London again.
Dad has failed to look after himself so thoroughly that he needs to have a further operation on his foot. Again.
And once again, even though I'm unemployed and not able to pay much out, I'm expected to go down and stay for a few days.
I got to the house about midnight. Again.
And it was in a dreadful state. Again.
One of the first things I'm going to have to do is start cleaning with a vengeance.