The high life

Here I am at the brilliant recycling centre. It's the most organised and easy to deal with rubbish dump I've ever encountered (and I seem to have seen a fair cross section in the past few years!).

This was part of a day involving an eclectic mix of tasks; the inevitable fossicking in cupboards, getting LH to his back appointment proper and getting a new mobile phone.

Dad is objecting to the idea of help in the home but we are so thankful that the wheels are starting to turn to get him back there.