Another very simple Thank You. This time to all the friends who have wondered where I was over the last week.
All of us who live alone and are, how shall I say it, passed our first flush of optimistic youth where nothing can ever go wrong, occasionally think about what would happen if we had an accident in the home.
When Mum was alive she phoned her Brother every night. He was a widower and lived alone in Anglesey in Wales. After Mum died I used to telephone Uncle Eric every night. I lived on Lewis over 500 miles away. One night there was no reply. I knew that he wouldn't have been out so I rang back several times over the next hour and then rang one of his neighbours and they went to see whether he was ok. He'd had a stroke on the way to the phone and was on the floor a few feet away from the phone but unable to reach it. If he had had the stroke just after he had put the phone down he'd have lain there for another 24 hours.
So today I'm thankful for all the friends - mine and other people's - who look out for their friends and neighbours. Amongst all the selfishness there is in the world there are still lots of caring people out there.