I have been shopping, town is quiet, the tea stall is not busy enough to need me and they will be packing up soon. I wish the tea stall man would stop trying to anylyse me and delve into my past, it is beginning to affect me. I do not know how to explain to him that it is not a good idea, I know he means well, but he is getting carried away with it.

I am here and the internet cafe is quieter now. It is freezing cold outdoors, with steel grey clouds. I will be glad to go to the bed and breakfast in a few hours and have a warm soapy shower and wash my hair. I am pretty much all set for christmas, all the meds I need, all the food I need, new bootlaces, etc.

I had a nice e-card today from my old counsellor.  I also had an email yesterday from someone in Hometown, but I cannot put myself at risk by acknowleging it in case it gets back to the diocese as it used to. I know my counsellor will not correspond about me, but there is no one else in county A now who i feel safe with and am in contact with.