09:35 AM. Purple and grey cloud covering the blue sky.
The voice of the television new's reader is blaring so loudly from down stairs I can follow the content's clearly while sitting in bed. Edward will not use his two hearing aids preferring to blast every one else's ear drums. He is so selfish and very rude, shouting "A." all the time.
09:42 Sunlight has burst through the purple cloud.
He forces anyone who speaks to him to repeat every word. Apart from that being very tiring it is most rude and unnecessary. People won't be bothered to speak to him at all and will avoid him altogether. His voice is becoming louder each day so is his coughing because he can't here his own voice or cough.
We visited St Helier for a walk around the shops and fresh air. Edward felt quite well and enjoyed himself buying clothing items in George Fashions SALE.
We eat lunch in the Victorian market at the Noodle Soup stall.
I am dismayed to realize I have put on so much weight. Since I stopped smoking the problem began. I don't want to be old and fat. I have wrinkles enough on my face to prevent me going out in public and my hair is so fine it looks lank and thin. I have to be so careful when washing or brushing it as it falls out in clumps, probably due to stress.
Edward looks so nice when he dress's formally his pin-stripe navy blue shirt and black jeans. It makes me feel depressed to seem him sit all day in front of the television in just a dressing gown and slippers. He weight's fifteen stone. I do love him very much and I am afraid all the time he will have a stroke as he is so heavy.
I don't ever want to have live alone again in my life.
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| DRAWING BY EDWARD STEPHENS. |
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