My Days – Chapter Five
As I sit writing this, it’s January 3rd, 2001. I am at David’s house – and of course his wife’s too. He is 49 today.
It’s hard to think that Bert did such a lot and had to go. That’s life. He was so proud of David. We are in the fourth year of him leaving us. I cannot get used to it. How I long for him. He went through such a lot in his time. We had a good life together; 58 years. We talked about our sixtieth, but it wasn’t to be. I don’t think I shall ever get over losing him. I ask every day why he left me, and did I look after him, which I know I did. But you do wonder. It’s so lonely, but he is always with me. I know I’m not the only one but it doesn’t make me feel any better when people tell me so.
I am very lucky. I have a very nice young lady called Jane Waterer who does my housework and garden as well. What a good job she does too. She takes a real pleasure in it all. The garden is a picture. She sets all my pots with bulbs, and the lawn looks great. It’s strange – she wasn’t born when we moved to where I am now: 6 Somersby Close, Hykeham Road, Lincoln, LN6 8AF.
Her mum and dad live across the road from me. They were there when we moved from Russell Street where David first lived after I brought him home from hospital. Jane was born a year or two after we moved there. We have been here about 36 years now. Jane is married and has a ten-year old girl, Samantha. Time just flies by.
I am very lucky and have some very good friends who look after me. One who is very good to me is Evelyn. I don’t know some days how I would carry on if I didn’t know she was across the way. I don’t expect her to do things for me, but I know she’s there if I want her. She has a heart of gold. She brings me dinners, and she bakes and pops across with a hot scone for tea. It means such a lot when you are on our own. Her name is Evelyn Fisher, her husband is called Noel, and they have a lovely daughter; Anne Louise, 20 years old. I used to babysit for her from nearly the time she was born. She is at university in Lincoln and works in her spare time for a travel company; she says she enjoys it. She has a nice car and keeps it in my garage. It’s nice because the house next door has been empty for quite a while, but it is up for sale and I hope we get some nice people in it.