Day 25 Saturday
So another exciting day at my sister’s
house with G, his mum and his sister. My sister is away on Brownie pack
holiday, something obviously far more important that sorting her home out with
the aim of having her children return!
It's a difficult day for me, more than
usual. Before getting there I tell G I'd like to finish the girls room and
concentrate on the dining table area of the lounge and if possible build the
hutch for the Guinea pigs to get them out the lounge.


I'm upset that such a valuable thing (as I
see it) is mixed up with the random paper and rubbish and that for someone that
wants and has so much, she treasures nothing.
G finishes his patch in the lounge and
decides to build the hutch in the garden, that my sister said was in the
garage. I highlight there's not actually anywhere to put it as the garden is so
overgrown with weeds and I don't know if any of it will be poisonous to the
Guinea pigs. We clear the tarpaulin and the clothes on it, putting them
away in the girls’ wardrobe and leaving my sisters clothes in a bag outside her
room.
The hutch is massive and fills the small
patio area by the back door, but at least it gets the animals out the lounge
which will hopefully remove that awful smell and associated flies. Snowball and
Fluffy don't seem too convinced about their new home and new found space and so
hide in a corner determined not to draw attention to themselves.
After five hours we're all exhausted. I
look round the garden and spot a robin on the fence. He jumps around and into
the vegetation. It makes me smile, but those tears begin to form again as I
remember something my friend said a few years ago: when you see a robin out of
winter it means an angel is watching over you. I'm not big on superstition and
angels and all that, but I remember seeing a robin on my son’s birthday (in
July) who stayed around us for ages and it was earlier that year that my Dad
died. I know it's silly, but I draw comfort from believing it was my Dad
looking over me and letting me know he is around.
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