Tonight was going to be the night I was going to write about the constant fight to do the right, thing.

Now my eyes are getting smaller I’m not getting any taller but curl up to sleep until the new dawn will break.

It was brilliant to see Pádraig again today. I had lost my sense of time , sense of space and location. So I wasn’t sure for how long I had not seen him. One day, on week, one month.

He is fine and getting back to normal after the operation. It will take me a bit longer, even without an opera-tion.