ITEM 7a. THE THURSDAYS.
I have a diary because I have always had one, and it is in there, every Thursday: B, 3.
In the October I counted them, and then I went back through the earlier ones.
2024: about one a fortnight. The first half of 2025: most weeks.
From the September of 2025 it is every single week without one missed, including the week I had my hip looked at and the week my daughter was over.
She was here five days in the February and I went to Bertie Mahon’s on the Thursday. She said something about it, lightly, and I said he gets lonely.
He does get lonely. That is true and it was not the reason.
The Thursdays got more regular as he got worse, and I have been telling myself that is because he needed me more.
It is in a diary in my own handwriting and it goes the other way round.
