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Sean is in France for Bishop Brincard's 20th Anniversary of being consecrated Bishop. After High Mass this morning, there was a lunch for 600 people. Sean was in the Nave when the bishop's secretary, Sr Marie Pierre moved him upstairs to sit with the Bishop's family. In later celebrations, Sean was asked to say a few words in English and then to say them again in French. He got a good clap, he said.

Tomorrow there will be another High Mass and Sean has been invited to the Bishop's house tomorrow afternoon.

This says to me that Sean is being honoured and he wasn't expecting it. My brother Stephen once famously said that Sean "is a man of integrity and honour who should be declared a National Treasure" I agree with that. I have known that man for 10 years now, through thick and thin. I know him through and through, and he is all Stephen said, and more. I am very glad he went to Le Puys.

Poor Michelle phoned me yesterday. She has always had marvellous teeth with very few fillings. Yesterday she broke one of her front teeth and its nerve was exposed and she was in a lot of pain. Also causing her pain was the fact that it is going to cost her a fortune to get it fixed. Being a front tooth, cosmetic dentistry is called for. Poor kid! Pain AND Poverty!

My mother is back from Spain. She got in at some awful hour of the morning, from a warm country to here where it was about 3 degrees. She was planning a quiet day and I hope she had one. All she had to do was to fetch her cat from the cattery. That would have been enough for her after a long and uncomfortable journey, but I won't be surprised if she tells me she did more than that.

My mother takes Wendy swimming. She saw a pool on TV the other day and immediately began asking for her 'Gummy'. My mum is due to pick her up for toddler group on Monday morning, so I hope she will have rested enough to be strong enough for that.

I also hope that she will bring Sarah to Folkestone to help me clean my room. I haven't had the strength to do it and it desperately needs doing. I can't move my bed on my own so it hasn't been hoovered underneath for far too long. The curtains need laundering but again, I haven't been able to get them down myself. If Sarah doesn't get too demoralised, next time we tackle the kitchen - floors, cleaning out cupboards etc. The mess sneaks up on one until the penny drops that things have gone too far. That is ok if it is just a matter of rolling up sleeves and getting stuck in. That choice is not available to me though, so Sarah will be a godsend if it works out. Michelle would help but she works such impossible hours and she is beat when she gets in. Caelyn is too pooped with her own stuff that she must not be allowed to do this sort of thing.