Autumn; Sue’s back at college learning British Sign Language (re-taking level one) and, apart from Bonfire Night, barbeques are in store.
We enjoy barbeques, I burn the food and we share the eating. For the first time since Sue lost her hearing we went to a large, social, type of BBQ – the sort where you only know a few people and the eating and drinking lingers past normal bed time. I hadn’t realised the difficulties a deaf person faced at such a gathering.
