REMEMBRANCE SUNDAY. EDWARD HAD JUST DELIVERED MY COFFEE, HE STRUGGLED UP THE STAIRS WITH HIS LABOURED BREATHING AND WEAZING CHEST. 11.55 AM. NOW HE HAS RETIRED TO THE LOUNGE TO WATCH THE REMEMBRANCE SERVICE ON THE TELEVISION.

10 November  Sunday.

10. 50 AM.  Prayer team. 11-15.  Very bright sunshine in a grey sky the white cloud's are bathed in  silver, with a fantastic shine.  My whole bed room is sparkling with every surface hit by the suns rays. The watery sky looks amazing from my studio sofa bed  from where I am writing in between gazing out of the window at this wonderful scene harmonizing with musical notes of the bugal call resounding around our home directly from the cenotaph in London as broadcast from the BBC.