Was it that that knocked me sideways or the aborted attempt at getting a flu jab? The force of his personality, and now the force of his grief, unsettled me. I carried, it and him in my head as I walked into to town to have what I thought would be an injection but was denied it at the last minute. After that I just couldn’t bring the day together. I frittered away the time on admin and nonsense and felt shitty about myself. A waste. A wasted day.
