Yesterday I went into Dad’s house for the first time and started clearing and cleaning.
I didn’t get much further than the kitchen. It was like excavating through the strata of the last three months’ events: Dad’s mostly uneaten 90th birthday cake still on a plate from the start of lockdown, discarded disposable gloves, the fruitless covid test, musty bouquets, Mum’s glucose tablets and her lists and notes.
Today’s task is going to be the downstairs loo and cloakroom. Oddly enough, I think dealing with concrete items like coats and boots is going to be easier than the small casual reminders I found in the kitchen.
Yesterday we had a good Zoom session with Jack and Leon over the G&T.
I heard yesterday that Dad is being granted a Blue Badge.
2022 and all that 