A much calmer day today. She's been fairly stable with hardly any moods apart from just now when the day centre was mentioned. Suddenly she is 'very ill' and in tears. When I said she had a really good time last week, naturally she disagreed with me. It may come to a Mexican standoff in the morning, but she's going even if I have to lift her on the bus myself.
I've made rissoles for tea at her request but from the body language being displayed I would hazard a guess that they won't be eaten!
The biggest tooth grinder today has been the continual dialogue about when Peter is coming. She asks roughtly every ten minutes. The other thing has been confusion over the television. I had to turn it off at one point because she was getting distressed by the Injury Lawyers 4 You advert (I did make a joke on Twitter about crap adverts upsetting me too) but then she didn't know what to do with herself. Baking was refused. Handbag sorting vetoed. Jigsaw and photos rebuffed. So after a while she asked for the tv to go on again. All was fine until she started getting distressed again. This time because we weren't bidding for items on Dickinson's Real Deal.. It was easier just to say that nothing was worth the money they were asking. Not entirely untrue.
More in a bit hopefully. Just about to insert rissoles. Where is entirely up to her...
Well she wolfed down her tea - one rissole and some mashed parrot. I must admit that despite my reluctance to have rissoles they were rather nice. I used leftover breast of lamb from the Simon Hopkinson lamb with onions recipe from the other night, added some bread crumbs, an egg, fresh parsley and mint and a couple of large dollops of the leftover onions from the same recipe. Coated in seasoned flour and fried until brown and crisp.
Really very nice indeed. Nothing like the charred sweaty tasting things I remember... Funny that.
Goodness me, it's a quarter past seven! Are you going to bed now Ma?
Oh no, it's still too early.
SFX *jaw crashes to floor*
Oh you're in your pyjamas!
Yep, I'll be going to sit upstairs on the laptop when you've gone to bed.
Are you going to bed?
Are you going to the shop?
Nope. I'm in my pyjamas..?
Oh are you? I hadn't noticed.