I went down to the town to print out some of my favourite holiday photos so I could share them with Mum and Dad (Mum doesn't really see things on computers, she understands photos though). Bought Dad some sausages from the market, as he hasn't really got his appetite back yet. To Dad's for a chat and the usual , and to cook the said sausages for his lunch. Then a sprint to the station to catch the train to visit Mum, to share the photos and a pot of seashells and sand.I stayed a couple of hours while she had her lunch etc, she was tearful as ever and desperate for me to stay, although all the staff seem kind. She cheered up briefly when someone visited with a miniature greyhound, who was rather cute.
Home to do some chores at my house.