It just gets weirder. I now have a full fridge again...enough to last a couple of weeks until the next date with Tesco. This made me feel absurdly happy. I haven’t gone short of anything but opening my fridge door and finding it full gave me more joy than I would ever have thought possible. The sun shines, has been shining for much of this self denial. And the road outside is very quiet...it’s as though I’ve been lifted up and put in a different place...so my phone bill will be scary next time....but that I can cope with thank goodness. I did have a conversation with the gardener again yesterday...his is the only voice I have heard for three weeks...he brings me news from the village which seems to be fighting back, having sing songs and providing support for the vulnerable in their midst. They haven’t forgotten me but I am reassuring everyone that I’m fine.....and I am. But yesterday was really weird, even for me. Two identical jumpers arrived from Marks and Spencer. I thought it was their mistake but on checking the paper work I realise that it wasn’t them....it was me. I just hadn’t noticed that I’d added an extra jumper probably during the booking stage. So one jumper will go in a drawer whilst I wear the other one ......but not yet in this warm weather...and of course I do know that I could simply return one of them. But I’m not going to, I will enjoy both jumpers... Getting used to this weird way of life I am watching out for the returning swallows and listening to the bird song in the peace outside. I have nothing to complain of. Thank you God.