Last morning of Charlie, my grandson, arriving in my bed in the morning as I take them back to Roscoff this afternoon to catch the ferry back to England. I love him lying quietly next to me while he watches his television programmes, his shock of blond hair on the pillow.
I got up and drove straightaway into the supermarket as we haven't been able to get milk for the last few days. Bought four bottles from a tightly packed shelf and drove straight home again.
Managed to leave a message with the hospital cancelling my appointment with the dietician tomorrow. I can't find the appointment paper with the time and I have the doctor tomorrow as well, so thought it was easier to let the dietician call me back with a new time.
I weighed in at 12.20pm and was 126.3 kilos/19st12½lbs, which means I'm under twenty stone for the first time in ages, and I've now lost 16.8 kilos/2st 9lbs.