CONTRAPTION

After Skyping sister A(2) in remotest North Texas, Mum has gone up to bed. From the technological wonders of Skype and seeing A(2) as clearly as though she was here, to the contraption sister R has rigged up so that Mum can get up and down the stairs with her hands free. We're gradually filling up the house with little fixes to try to make her safe... and still she manages to find ways to thwart us!

I'm heading home tomorrow. It was this time last year that I drove down to tell her I'd been diagnosed with cancer, and now I'm fit and well and looking after her. What a year.