I’m having a lot of trouble with my memory at the moment – I can’t remember whether I’ve told you that already – see what I mean?
I’ve gradually got used to not remembering the plots of the various rom coms I watch with Child 1 and Child 2, which I think is allowable, if not totally understandable. I’ve let myself off not remembering a word of the huge recent bestseller Girl on a Train, because I was reading it in hospital and how on earth can one concentrate? I’m even resigned to losing my car in supermarket carparks because I just can’t remember at all where on earth I put it. I have Weightier Matters on my mind. But I was taken aback when chatting to Child 2 the other day when she suddenly looked confused and said, ‘you’ve just said that!’
Oh dear. Maybe I really am losing it? One of the ‘advantages’ (cough) of malignant melanoma was that I thought I wouldn’t have to worry about getting Alzheimer’s in my old age. But what if Alzheimer’s has the last laugh, and I get it prematurely? That would be awful. I think maybe it’s all just the effects of a general anaesthetic, lasting a bit longer than I thought …..yes, yes, that’s definitely it. Phew.
Now, what was I saying?

I tied this knot to remember something … now what was it?
Blame it on spending too much time with me. Children often remark on me saying things
twice. Probably catching. Surprised you haven’t caught it sooner.
I’ve never noticed you saying anything twice. But maybe I can’t remember?! xx