Wet Saturday

It feels strangely like Sunday today.  I think this is because we haven't been out, and we have had dad for a meal.  It's quite nice to know that I still have another day at home tomorrow.

My brother and his wife came up to see dad, so they did the transporting and the food provision (fish and chips), we provided the table, cutlery and pickles.  Because dad has had a day out today, we have opted out of tomorrow (usually we have him here, or take him out on a Sunday), and arranged a carer to go in and feed him in the afternoon - it is essential to look after ourselves, as well as dad, we have found.

It has been a grey day, with a fair bit of rain.  No desire to leave the house.  With a bit of luck, the weather will be better tomorrow, and we can have some time in the garden.