I’m afraid there hasn’t been much help for me today. Paul and Cheryl have gone back to wherever they are staying and are only popping in tomorrow morning just to say goodbye before they go back to Sheffield. I’m not sue what Mark and Karen are doing tomorrow but I think they are away for tonight soon.

There’s not much to the bungalow. Starting my end, there is my room then the kitchen. Next there is a corridor and on the right of this are the bathroom and study. At the end, it’s straight on to dads bedroom and left for the living room. The living room is a later extension to the building and makes the L shape.

There are 3 sheds in the front. One small one, one big one and the one I used as my workshop. In the rented part of the field, there are the old pigsties of which 3 are usable (2 x wood stores and the BBQ one) and a brick building we call the Wendy House which holds most of the gardening equipment.

There is a lot of stuff to dispose of. And I don’t know what will happen there...

Thinking washing machines, mum can’t use ours (since getting a new washer drier a couple of years back, she left the laundry to me) and I can’t help her. Mum’s carers are doing the washing now. The app for the machine has been handy as a carer has sometimes been uncertain how to use the machine. I can see the settings they have made on my phone and confirm what they’ve done is right before they set it going.