Sunday, 2 August 2020
As August arrives
So here we are back in August. This time last year I was hunched and tensed, day after day , at a bedside in Lewisham hospital. it has to be said that, lockdown and loneliness aside, I am feeling far fitter and happier now than then. Of course I miss Nick acutely but I don't miss the sad shadow of his former self that he had become by last August - or the agony of dealing with those final weeks.
The good news is that The Alzheimer's Diaries; a love story is now over one third funded with 147 supporters signed up. Heartfelt thanks to each and every one of you. Please, if you can, go on telling as many people as possible about the project. We need to push on to achieve the other two thirds.
That is why I am now spending a lot of time contacting organisations whose members could be interested (and in the process may, just may, have found a new way of earning some fees now that so much of my freelance work is lost to the pandemic - but that's a different story.) If you belong to any such organisations or have friends in them perhaps you could pass the word on too?
Meanwhile I'm also embarked on editing the blogs/manuscript ready for the happy day when we're fully funded and we go into the production process.
Busy, busy ...