Back to Penarth again.

Sat 1st Aug.

Sharon woke me after about 3 hours sleep, cos she had to go. We caught a taxi to her car in Dinas villiage, then she dropped me off at my dad's and went to have her hair done for 100 quid!

Moped around upstairs and got more and more depressed. Actually felt sick. Close to tears for hours and hours. Really down. Emailed Graham, poured my heart out.

Paul Muscat posted the song "That's the Way to do it" on Facebook. Reminded me of when Stan dumped me over the phone, the day before my 14th birthday. I spent my birthday crying my eyes out at Tim's house, with Catrin trying to cheer me up with Madness songs. I'd just stopped crying when that song came on and of course there's the line, "I'm Stan, yes I am", which had me in floods of tears again.
Then I realised it was exactly 27 years ago today that he dumped me, breaking my heart in the process, and here I am all crying and broken-hearted again!

Catrin txted to say she was home, so talked to her for 2 hours. Trying to work the "Ken" thing out. She did manage to get me Roaring with laughter, as usual.

Then, Andrew Jones, who I'd been trying to contact for four years in an effort to find Stan, finally replied. He said Stan died six years ago from cancer. Oh.