My sister and I spent the morning doing the administration stuff that needs to be done in times like these.  All very sad but necessary.

Then I packed and sorted in the afternoon.  Ted has his travelling crate ready and I have all his toys to come with him.  During the trip north, the crate will be covered and the vet has given Ted anti-anxiety drugs as he is not the best traveller (think, whinge every mile).

This evening I popped out onto the golfcourse, after leaving the foxes their absolute positively last meal from me – one stayed behind to watch me afterwards. It was rather nice – he was saying thank you or probably more like is there any more?  And yes, there may be some butter tomorrow that can go out!

And these photos are from this morning’s walk. The golfcourse is a good place to think. I’ve been doing a lot of that recently.

Wish me and Ted luck for the next few days. We leave first thing for Cumbria tomorrow.

So much to do with much officially to get sorted.  There is no escape and my sister and I have worked tirelessly all day until we are now boggly-eyed.

My sister goes home tomorrow, while Ted and I drive north on Wednesday up to Cumbria for the night, then on to Aberdeen and the boat overnight to Shetland.

I am so tired.  I need to see and live this.  Normality in my world.

Mum died peacefully in her sleep early this morning.  We will miss her hugely but she is at rest now.

The last of the chest freezer contents today.

Sorry foxes, but that is probably it for the time being though if it is frosty, I might empty the contents of a case of tinned dog food out of pity.  They will miss me once I am north again. Still, they have a good fat layer for winter.

(PS – One discovery from the freezer was two boxes of bloodworms.. I thought they were a cooking ingredient.  Luckly googled, apparently for goldfish – so that was from many many years ago!)

Meanwhile, I have earache and am feeling sorry for myself so not much to say. We go on, existing…. all of us.

The big chest freezer, or The Land That Time Forgot as I affectionately know it, is nearly empty now.  The family of foxes, however, are fatty-fat-fat and well set up for winter. They have enjoyed my daily appearance with the defrosted food and I often see one or two waiting for me, even tapping their metaphorical watches when I am late!

I see this is as recycling and when I am gone, the foxes will have nothing.

Thank you for all your kind messages of support and love yesterday and actually all the other days. I hugely appreciate it and they are helping me through these difficult days.