The call
With a bad night's sleep I didn't make it up and off to church on Saturday but did get out of bed to wash and then spend a bit of time with my sister. Mum and I had a gentle wander down the high road after lunch, and tried out a new cafe. We headed out to see my niece Jessie that evening. It was good to see her and wish her all the best for her wedding for Wednesday. It was a good weekend in lots of ways, dinner at Jo's and time with mum, all tinged with sadness in part because of Conrad's anniversary but also that Monday was Alice's funeral. I'd been allowed the day off work and I was glad to be there with her family. Mum spoke beautifully at the funeral and she'd organised the wake at hers. Such a strange and hard day. I didn't really want to leave but off I went, back to my London home. On Tuesday morning we got 'the call' Ofsted were due in the next day. There wasn't a huge amount I could do, we'd been lucky to get the delay and I...