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seems it is a strange world i live in really (and a bit disappointing). no-one can be bothered to ring up and tell me my dad has gone back into hospital again. seems it is not that "serious" but i cant help but wonder if anyone will let me know if he dies one day? Why can that be do you think?

oh - today (yesterday actually) was Nicky's birthday - Happy Birthday Nick. We enjoyed the sausage sizzle. We expected to see dad there but he wasnt which was a bit of a surprise

quote for the day:

"The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well." Ralph Waldo Emerson