One of his best friends, who i do know, is coming back to Hull tomorrow from London, she's been face booking me all evening. As far as I know, his friends are all still at the pub swapping stories.
My aunts both turned up unexpectedly this evening, they drove up from Hertfordshire, four hours drive and knocked on the door. Jennie is too upset to come round and talk to them, I keep nearly crying but fighting it off.
I made coffee earlier and forgot to put the coffee in. Then I was getting me and my dad a drink and I couldn't find his glass that was staring at me from the middle of the cupboard. Then I poured one and couldn't find the other one that was again right in front of me. I don't think my brain is working right.
I'm taking a few days off work. They've been very supportive.
My mum is coming home tomorrow, she's been on holiday in Croatia, only got there yesterday, she's cut it short, not surprisingly.
What a fucking mess. And now there's a funeral to organise and I'll have to ring everyone again.
I'm going to get drunk now.