[spravka.ua]

She's a hag, that's for sure.

I hope you and your new friend are doing well.

[xanaxnewtrader]

Hmm, did you get the whole story or are you totally reliant on his say-so that this is what happened?

Let's say I accidentally 'eavesdropped' on a conversation between a social worker and an old friend of Mr. A's when I was hooked up to an I.V. saline drip and awaiting my intramuscular antibiotics injection. It seems his landlady recently went through a messy divorce and this is somehow tied in with her current shenanigans...

As of Saturday, it seems he may have been found a new place to move into, but it's still unfurnished, has no landline (fairly important for someone in his late 60s with advanced liver cancer) and his possessions are still back at his landlady's.

Stress like that he doesn't need.

He enjoyed his Greek yoghurt, has had several pieces of rose and lemon Turkish delight, a couple of Tunisian dates and some cocoa halva.

Last night another friend of his dropped by to give him a shave- as I discovered after nearly four days in hospital, feeling clean shaven and well groomed is a great morale booster, and the nurses generously allowed me to go home (I live within walking distance of the hospital) and have a proper shave (face and head) and I felt much the better for it.

Tomorrow I'm going to drop in again with some hummus, olives and pitta bread. I've left him an old Walkman with some Miles Davis, Nancy Wilson and Sarah Vaughan to listen to (he likes jazz).

I dug up an old cassette of 'Music of Ancient Greece' since I don't have any Theodorakis, but Tuesday I'm going to hit the local charity shops and see if I can't unearth some other stuff he'd like. Unfortunately before I left to live in Australia I gave away nearly all my cassettes, so most of what I have left is not really to Mr. A's taste.

[D6b2v1HA]

Yeah.