Saturday 29th February 2020
Fester needs a button sewn on his shirt and handed me a crumpled
garment and the button.
I asked whether the shirt needed washing after the button is sewn on.
“Well … it’s mucky by your standards and wearable by mine ... but you’re the boss.”
Hollow laughter.
He’s just had a letter from the NHS which he read in the kitchen.
I heard him laugh.
He’s popped his head around the living room door with
“You’ll remember this for me. I have an
appointment at the Freeman Hospital on 22nd February 2022. It’s your job to remember that.”
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