I got carried away by the joy of hacking holes in brickwork in the living room and left late for the Centre. By the time I arrived at 5.30pm Isobel was just finishing being fed her tea. I commented on the open door of the empty room opposite Isobel's. Isobel said that she believed that Christian who had been in the room for about a month had died. I believe that Isobel is correct; there had been almost constant visitors for several weeks followed by a few days with the door shut and then the removal of Christine's name from the door. Isobel had observed this and drawn the logical conclusion, showing that she notices more than is sometimes apparent. We talked about what would eventually happen to Isobel, she was very sensible about this. This is the first time Isobel has felt like talking about the future course of her illness.

Isobel's speech was rather worse tonight than last night. At times it was difficult to ascertain the topic of conversation, especially towards the end of my visit. About an hour after tea Isobel ate four chocolates, a banana, some grapes and three biscuits. She had a beaker of fruit juice but would not drink it and declined the offer of other drinks but said she would have tea as usual last thing tonight. She did eat some more grapes before I left at about twenty to eight.