We looked again today at the little flat. My blood runs cold and I feel as if I am losing out and will be buried alive in a cul de sac amongst steep hills and other houses.
But I once felt that way at Brigalow and it worked out very well and I loved it. So – perhaps this too will work.
That’s it , Iz through the trees as the back of the Kids’ Block. Saffy thinks I should live there and the vision of the child is as good as any I can get for myself. Maybe I need to be the transitional person for her between Brierfield and North Bello.
The day is almost done. The fridge is lurking still.
As Old Fred said – ” Lots of little bits of love from lots of people adds up to the same as one big lot of love from one person. ”
I had lots of little bits of love today from lots of people.
And we ate at the Tavern.