Saturday, October 25, 2008
Yesterday was .... not sure how to describe it exactly. It was basically one big f*ck up. Got a phone call from my aunt in the morning about my cousin. We've been told that there is nothing more they can do, and that it's only a matter of time. I had been planning to go to Sydney and visit the boy and his family, and I decided I may as well go anyway, take my mind off things. I was on the train, just past Morriset, and I got a phone call from mum saying that we'd been told he only has 24 hours left, and she couldn't get hold of my aunt, and she'd had a text from my other cousins, saying that they were on the F3 on the way up from Sydney. I get off the train at Gosford, get the train back to Cardiff, and get a lift home (mum and Jade still had to work). They get home and we go up to Paxton. When we get there we find my aunt and other cousin having a very calm chat. I had no idea what was going on, but it turned out that someone had got their wires crossed, and Den is coming home today. There's still nothing they can do, but we're not looking at a 24hour time frame. It gave us the run around a bit, but I would rather this result, than the one were thought we were looking at. So a long easy day in store for me today, to sit back and recover.