Working from 7 (even if I did wake at 3 minutes to... the joys of WFH)

And plodded away through admin and reports. Then onto plotting tomorrow's course. (After checking the forecast first, mind! I'd hate to be out tomorrow in the rain after the bright clear day that was Wednesday)

Out at lunch; took the bike to Neill; his Maw is in hospital with cancer so he's had a crap few days waiting to hear what the story is - but I don't see a happy ending. Then Lidl for supplies for the incoming boys later.

Back to work; a productive afternoon; eventually.

Then school pick up and mayhem that ensues.

And she's not well. This is not good. I always knew the week here for respite was probably delaying rather than deflecting. Painful evening on that score.