I am bouyed on a sea of support. Truly I am kept afloat with flowers (have maintained the hospital ones up until now with care and still have 6 displays), cards, chocolates and today 2 great surprises: Margi Brown Ash sent a special parcel – not only Dr Seuss’ ‘Oh the Places You’ll go’ (read with delight at once and Mike has promised to read aloud after lunch today), a set of classic comic movies and paper doll cutouts written on by folk at the Theatre Conference that I missed out on going to! I loved this especially because, while I still consider theatre my core love and community of interest, I have had so many years as a bureaucrat that I would have understood them forgetting me altogether – but I am remembered with affection and their greetings warmed me through. Thanks Margi, you’re an angel! The other surprise was a piece of mythical writing by my sister Maureen Cook and a long term friend Cecily Slade. They cast me as the jester which is spot on and heaped accolades, I am sure undeserved but poetic nonethless, such as:’creator of the sublimely ridiculous..doctor of the world of the mind, healer of those who are weary…nurturer of the truly good, whole and beautiful, gardener of nature and of life…’ I requested a dose of what they were on when they wrote it but loved their belief in me and in my future. Local press is coming today to photograph my garden as I have won the local garden competition. Been out wandering around this morning reviewing it with Mike helping to blow leaves away. I am in a great environment to heal and I am sure the garden will have a place in that – and the sand and sea.