So let us get this right, you voted for us to get lost. we did. now you watch as Care homes closing, NHS struggling because they are short off staff. we'll get off your arse and wipe people's arses. love n light. the dafthermits had had enough. now we take care off ourselves, we've earned the right.

Mel worked in nursing/care homes all over the UK. At 20. Proof can be shown.

Anyway. We met wonderful people/staff from all over the world. After they heard the vote. They left. So sad on so many levels.

But we have many friends from right across the globe. United in wiping other people's arses. Only to be told to fuck off.

The thing that I struggle with some times. But again we learnt a valuable lesson. When we needed help.

A few weeks before Mel died.

I had to beg on my knees for help at both Lochinver and Ullapool Dr Surgeries.

Mel's request. We know it was asking a lot.

" Can my husband Andy cross the carpark to get my prescription/drugs. Morphine etc.

Her answer.

NO

No

no

No

No

No

NO

No

" But I can't get out off bed"

No no no no no no.

Fuck this we say xx 

And Dylan agrees