Day 6

This is not a good day for me, the day itself seems no different from any other day its just not good. I feel quite bad for David and my mum having to spend this one with me, I don't even want to spend this day with me.

We leave David in bed and go for a coffee to let him get up slowly, just outside the cottage the mist is very heavy and almost tangible. Down at Maud's we are bathed in morning sunshine and can see the clouds lifting from the Mourne Mountains. We arrive back at the cottage just before 11 and it takes an hour to motivate David to move. Our plans are to do visiting and distribute various sets of flowers, we drive to Rathfrieland where my mum and David go to the florists to order the flowers (I wander aimlessly outside eating an ice cream that my mum bought me, I think she is trying to cheer me up). As it will take an hour we go for coffee in the local hotel, my mum and Joseph had staid here when they came to deposit my Nan's ashes a few years ago. David has a toasted sandwich for lunch; the food looks like the hotel, in need of a little care and attention (I am being kind, this is not what I said when we where there but it is now today and I am in a better mood).

We go and visit an old friend of my mums they chat and drink tea until its time to collect the flowers. I think David looks very smart today with white shirt and tie, I'm sure Nana would be proud of him as he helps to clear her grave stone and place the flowers (I miss her).

From here we go to Dundrum and have drinks in a lovely cafe (my mum has toasted sandwich) afterwards we let David loose on the castle ruins, it has an amazing vantage point overlooking the bay. There is no cost for entrance here which is surprising, my mum remarks that it has not changed since she was a child. When we finish here my mum goes to visit and deliver flowers to Mary, an old friend of auntie Ruth who has just arrived home. I want fish and chips so David and I go to the chippie whilst my mum visits.

As we travel to Castlewellan my day hits its lowest point as my mum and I argue about directions and where to park, my thoughts are elsewhere. My mum lays flowers on her grand parents grave and tries, unsuccessfully, to locate another relatives grave. From here we take David back to his favourite shop, bon bon, in Newcastle so he can buy some gifts then return to cottage to end the day. I hope tomorrow is going to be better.