Another trip to see Simon in hospital today. He was lying peacefully on his bed with a feeding tube and saline drip attached. He hasn't been able to find the energy necessary to take a shower in the bathroom which is located right next to his corner of the four bed ward. I brought him shaving gel, a book of crosswords and some small lemon sweets to suck. He told me he hasn't read a word in the last five days. His situation is of course depressing. There's talk of a stent to aid his breathing and of course he knows that he should have vacated his rental cottage by today. I will be phoning his landlady tomorrow morning.
As I walked along I noticed how dry the landscape was. It must have been one of the driest Aprils on record in this part of the world. Whatever happened to those April showers?