Mr A’s home was very welcoming and it was a pleasure to clear out his bedroom ready for moving his bed upstairs. Mr A was really interesting, he opened up about his injury and how it had affected him but he was really positive. He told me about all the places around the world that he had worked. He said that at that time he was living in the world but that he loved his life now that his world was his home. He told me about the plans he had for his outdoor space and he animatedly told me about the plans for his upstairs space, he was looking forward to living ‘normally’ in the house again after being bedbound in the living room for a long period.

Autumnal winds are blowing in and it feels like the season of pumpkin spiced lattes and Tim Burton films. I know it is definitely spider season; when I was last in Mrs I’s garden I had spiders crawling out of my hair for the rest of the day! It was the same today. Mrs I’s garden is like a spider nature reserve, I counted over 20 different types. Luckily I’ve not got arachnophobia. I’ve been to Mrs I’s three times now and it’s definitely been a process. The last two times were with Pauline and I definitely missed her today. My task today was to cut back the brambles that were growing over the back fence and rake the lawn. Had an Edward Scissorhands moment when I was chopping away with the hedge shearers. Mrs I is bed bound, even though she can’t get out to enjoy the garden, I hope that she can feel better knowing that it’s been tidied up.