Will wonders never cease?

We’ve had contact from my older sister Sophie!
She was hesitant in replying in case the letter was a trick from our mother, which I can’t blame her for. She’s working at Edinburgh Hospital all over Christmas (she volunteered to work all shifts as she has no family…) but she’s gonna come and see us when she has a week off in January!! What a fantastic result. Hannah was in tears when she told me, and I must admit there was a large lump somewhere near my Adam’s Apple as I sat down and thought about it later. It’s hard to believe my poisonous mother managed to drive one of her own daughters away, but that is her lasting liver-destroying legacy I’m afraid. Thank the Good Lord Above that we’re all finally emerging from her festering sores of destruction and re-establishing ourselves as a family. Hannah and I have even spoken tentatively about moving next year, to get the Hell away from this houseful of her memories, and her stains. That’s for another day, though, when we’re both earning more money, or the housing agency take pity and re-locate us to a mansion.

I’ve ordered myself a little Christmas present – the DVD box-set of ‘The Morecambe and Wise Show’ from Amazon. I’m also intending to take full advantage of the imminent collapse of Woolworths to get myself a whole new shelf full of music and movies.. probably for the price of a book of first-class stamps. I love this recession already…

RC 19-12-08
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