Friday, 8 June 2012

I can't cope

Lordy what a day. My father drove us to his housw s'morning in his car. While we were there he went and fetched my Auntie Margaret and Uncle Hubert from their house to see me, they haven
t seen me since b4 my accident so it was a bit strange. After they were taken back I was pushed along to see the house I lived in until I was 11 and 2 or 3 streets up the much bigger house my parents lived in until after I left Belfasr