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20 January 2012
My birthday today. A good trip to the Caravan Show in Manchester took place, and I was able to pick up a couple of things I needed at a bit of a discount. I also managed not to buy anything silly or extravagant. After this we went across into the Trafford Centre for a brief period, and I was reminded of the commoditisation of our so-called shopping experience. If we’d been transported there magically I’d have been hard pushed to distinguish the place from anywhere else. The most exciting part of the afternoon was actually getting back on the motorway to escape the city. I got home to be given a copy of the Caro Emerald CD, which I have been playing incessantly. Off to the Mumbai in the evening for a very nice meal.
The news on my father is that he has been diagnosed as having a form of Agitated Depression, and that the GP has brought medication, and a visit from the psychiatric nurse is planned. This last happened ten years ago, when they moved house, and he found it all too much to cope with. This time the business with the income tax has set it off. I hope he recovers soon. Mother seemed okay when I spoke to her earlier, but we shall see.
