Tuesday Afternoon

Good afternoon,

Well seeing as I was up early. I took a bath and washed my hair in coal tar shampoo, oh my scalp is feeling much happier! :)
Anyway, so I headed for an early morning shopping expedition.
The sea was mirror calm and the sky cloudy.

I went to the supermarket and got groceries, and fan!
The box for the fan said 'Easy assembly' but I would have preferred it to say 'A clutz could assemble this', because it is so variable with these things.

I got home, successfully assembled the fan, put it on, and went to have coffee and chats with the verious folk.

I went to look at an art gallery cafe on the way back, but it reminded me of the gallery and I felt sad and I feel unable to join anything new while the diocese are hanging round my neck.
At coffee, everyone was making a fuss about what happened outside my home at the weekend. But for me, that is fading away.

I am here, sitting, feeling useless.
The problem with indoors is that it has taken my life away, my life was survival, and without that and with the diocese ever a danger and also knowing where I am, I feel completely invalidated and I am having flashbacks to the horrors of what Jane Fisher and her police did to me.