I can see now that I shouldn’t have said anything. About Dennis. I honestly don’t really care what he does as long as he’s happy – and you’re happy. He’s just been so bloody grumpy and dismissive towards us for such a long time now, so I could only assume he was being difficult like that with everything in his life. But obviously you know the situation better. And I did't suggest that he should look for any old job at Cimbri@ or anywhere else. I thought he was looking for a laereplads, that’s the last I heard, and I thought that would be as good a place as any. That’s all. But everytime we've suggested him this or that, he just grumbles and says no. He’s never said straight out, “listen up, thanks for your interest and stuff, but I’ve already planned it all out and in agreement with my partner, we’ve decided to do X, Z, and Y.” Sorry we interfered. Neither Adam nor I intended to make you or Dennis annoyed, which is apparently what has happened. I was shocked when you went on a defending tirade, because I really didn't think I'd attacked him - or you - but as I said, he's just been so goddamn grumpy! Or maybe that's just me.

Not telling you about how unhappy I am at the moment and about us talking about going home – well, it’s difficult to admit defeat. And to be honest, although it would be my dream to live nearer you, I never really believed it would ever happen, so whether I’m here or in England... at this point, it seems not to matter much to that particular aspect of my life. I’m just really, really depressed and feel like I can’t take care of my daughter. And I don’t even want this new baby. I’m not looking forward to it at all. Keep wishing it would all just go away – Raven, the new baby, living here, living...

It’s Branco – not Franco. And you could have just said to him you wanted to sleep.

It will only take us 6-12 months to pay off the house in England, by the way, but I don’t want to move at the moment... or in 6 months. Who knows how I feel in a year.

Raven fell down head first from her pushchair today and now sports a massive bruise and scrape on the top of her head to match the black eye and scrape she got from her fall Sunday morning. She looks like her mother can’t take care of her. I’m just glad there were people around on both occasions.