I’m in one of those today. Started yesterday, I woke after a particularly vivid dream involving my ex-husband of nearly 40 years. I had seen photos of him at our granddaughter’s 18th birthday celebration - an event that me and DH weren’t invited to. I was quite weepy most of the day and it’s persisted today. I’m trying to keep occupied by reading and I intend to have a chat with DH later. He’s asleep after a night shift.
It’s good to know that others have episodes like this. I know it will pass but it’s painful while it’s hanging about. Best wishes to all in this situation- ‘tomorrow is another day!’ as Scarlet would say.
Which British song sums up the 1960s for you?
How do you feel about cameras on housing?


