Nearly there

My gazebo arrived and Andy has erected it as far as he can on his own. It will be like this until he can get a little crew together to hoist it up. We both think it will look great when it’s finished and has climbing plants scrambling over it.  I didn’t realise how difficult it would be to put together, the instructions they sent were typical and not a lot of help.
  

Gazebo

 I have ordered this gazebo for my circular patio. I want to concentrate on my garden this year. I need to buy some climbers, I haven’t quite decided what I want but probably some roses and some clematis. I would also like a passion flower. I had several in my garden in Spain and although I don’t think the varieties I had there will survive here I think there are some that will, I will have to do a bit of research .

Taxi driver

 Yesterday I had a meeting in Bournemouth to sort out some of Ken’s finances.  His filing system I have to say was all in his head the paperwork just stuffed in a cupboard. While he was well he was on top of it and I was never interested he was in control. I am now left to sort it out and I think I am getting there slowly. I had a good meeting with Sam and Steve who I know will get it under control. I wasn’t feeling too bright but had the best taxi driver ever to drive me home. I didn’t get his name but he was a Yorkshire guy from Wakefield he just cheered me up no end. I just need to get on, not sure at the moment how I do that or even want to.

Sleepy dog

Little dog Sky sleeping in front of the telly. We are both out of sink. I blame myself I was all over the place after Ken died and Sky shadowed me. Now she has this habit of wanting to go out at 3.30am every day. This is the last thing I want, just waking after a few hours sleep

 

What can I say

 Life since I lost Ken has not been easy and trying to sort out his finances is a nightmare. I have never been interested in money and Ken was more interested in making it than spending it. I know lots of people would like to be in my position but I would give it all just to have him back. Just one day to tell him how much I loved  him . I think he knew that and I know he loved me. We were so fortunate that we were able to follow our dream, sail our boat to the med and live the life we wanted. I am trying to hold on to those memories. I know that the last week of his life he had visitors every day and was looking forward to getting out and about, he was so happy.   I wish I had the eternal hope that we will meet again but I don’t. Everyone tells me that the crushing feeling I have in my heart will get better with time, hope so because some days it seems more than I can bare.