Today we went up to my uncles house to get a few things as i had mentioned in my last post. I really was not looking forward to it at all.
First of all though, i went to my art class i have on a Thursday morning. That was good as usual. I can’t wait to learn the route to the community centre where it’s held though as it’s only a 20 minute walk away.
I then went in to town and met my dad and sis. We were going to get the bus up to my uncles, but i suggested that we walk up as it would probably do us all good and it would be a good walk for Ushi. It took us about 40 minutes which wasn’t too bad.
When we entered the house, we went straight upstairs because there were some not nice stains and flies and such downstairs. We didn’t really want Ushi sniffing around either. Even though the place was fumigated, the carpets or anything weren’t lifted, which wasn’t that nice to see i’m sure. It may have been just stains, but we didn’t want to take that risk.
Thankfully my aunt had cleared out the fridge and such and turned off the electric which was good. His Gas was also turned off too.
There was a big 15 kilo bag of Ushi’s old food which i got before i switched her to the burns and never got rid of it. It was in an airtight container, but dad said it probably wouldn’t be good going to anyone else. It’s a shame really as it’s just a waist otherwise.
Unfortunately i was not in good form when dad and my sister were clearing out things as i couldn’t actually do anything. I hate resting on my lorrals and feeling like a spare part. I know there wasn’t much i could do, but it was a bit boring just sitting there while everyone else did things. I’ve always hated being a spare part though. I told myself to wise up though and not be so selfish.
When we left, and were walking back in to town, i started to cheer up again. We walked around town for a bit before heading to get the train back to Ballymena. Dad found some pictures of us as kids that he gave to mum to keep which she appreciated. Dad found an old braille slate and cards explaining the contractions for braille. I asked mum about it and apparently my uncle had asked mum for it so he could braille out christmas cards to me. That was something he kept quiet. Sweet though.
So it was a difficult day for all of us. My dad said it wasn’t pleasant at all looking through his things and that. I’ve said that i will stay at home if anything else needs done, not because i’m heartless, but because there really is no point me being there.
Again i’m just so thankful that we didn’t find him. I think i will always be greatful that i wasn’t with him at the time when it happened.
Off to bed for me shortly. It’s been a long day.
Tonight was the launch of our
Ship to shore
On the belfast barge.
I must say it went very well. The minister for the department for culture, arts, and leisure was meant to come, but she couldn’t so we had the deputy Lord Mayor for belfast too, who thankfully was able to come. She also is the minister for disability too throughout belfast but don’t quote me on that. Arts Extra which is a radio program about the arts were meant to come too but they never got back to us.
The launch was basically me and a friend introducing the exhibition and thanking the funders, followed by whine and lemmonaid and people just browsing.
The prints are on display for the next month, so please do call in and have a nose. They are downstairs.
I even saw my old art teacher from school which was cool. She even has all my old work :).
Thanks again to everyone involved.
I would also like to thank one of the volunteers for deciding to eat with me afterwards in the washington bar. It was nice to have some company. Thanks Liz :).