I'll do a general breakdown of what happened, just to get it out of the way, 2008 April broke leg, complicated. June son moved in with 3 grandsons, wife had been hiding alcoholism, kids skinny and uncontrolled. 2 to school, third looked after by me. Sept fell and broke arm November Son and grandsons moved to house in the village. Dad in RAF
so had to work, Granny did childcare. Easter 2009 youngest to school. Leg still causing pain. 2010 diagnosis of arthritis in fracture site caused by diabetes. November, discovered that Jim, husband had been screwing the local bicycle for the past 10 years. Everyone knew except me,
Last week I moved into a lovely wooden bungalow next door to my son and grandsons with Monty, my border collie. In November I go to the orthopaedic hospital for an operation on my leg so that I can walk without pain.
I could write a whole album of blues songs about that little lot, couldn't I?
Hopefully, I'm out the other side now, and looking forward to a new life.