Had a bit of a subdued day in the hot sunshine. Mel came up and did stuff with the kids. I packed 3/4 of a box: at this rate it will take me weeks. But there is still no sign of a completion date. I went down and signed the rest of the documents, including the detination of sale proceeds, so I don't have to discuss this any further with Brendan. The solicitor was nice.
Dave came round to discuss the plant moving and we were just friends again, so that's good, I think, except I'm not sure where this is going, if anywhere, which wasn't really bothering me before the last week's events, well, it was, but I was handling it ok. He has been really supportive though, and even after I shoved all his books I had borrowed through his letterbox with what can only be discribed as a Dear John letter, on his birthday, he still phoned me up and carried on being friendly. I felt really tight so made him a (Vegan) birthday cake today with beeswax candles, which the children really enjoyed! And I even managed to do a little bit of Tai chi. Well, at least some people can handle it when I'm in a mess...
The funeral is next week. I'm not taking the kids as it is in a crematorium, with a humanist ceremony. I have been asked if I want to contrubute or read anything out but I don't really know- I can't think of anything at the moment. There is going to be a quiet ceremony in the village church at a later date which I can take the children to. Martin, Meg's dad, wants to come to the funeral! I l'm not sure if it will upset the family, or if I can handle going there with him really. He has offered to drive me down. Dave offered too but hasn't met any of my family before, so it might be a bit wierd. Martin knew my dad years ago when Meg was a baby, and lost his own dad a year or so ago. He seems to think that it's up to him whether he goes or not. I suppose Meg will want to come, but actually she will be already at Glastonbury, doing the set up, so I don't know, and I thought Martin would be, (along with the rest of Hebden Bridge- it will be a ghost town- o well I might be singing at the Pendle witch festival during Glasto weekend anyway).
I have been slightly worrying about what I'm going to be living on, but I have beem trying to wait until I move to sort that out. Was planning to go on benefits but that''s going to be a bit difficult with £20,000 lodged in my current account (can't open another account due to Brendan's bad credit rating). So I'll just have to spend it quick on the necessary building work.

Just remembered- It was really nice that the 2 friends that came up today were great with the kids and got involved with what they were doing, which was sitting outside with loads of paper and pencils, making up stories, and just generally hanging around with the rabbits, etc. I was just letting them get on with it, as usual, but it was nice that my friends who aren't familiar with Home education can embrace it and actually join in in a natural sort of way, without making any comment. I kind of forget that Mondays are actually not part of the weekend.