Concourse catchup

Back to work today, getting caught up plus a difficult international call to impart news.

On a positive note, we’ve finally got a new car, courtesy of L’s PIP Mobility. Terrifyingly new and shiny. I lost one of the keys almost immediately. Now re-found. The old Friday-car has gone to pastures new in Carlisle, eventually to be sold on. R slotted in a quick Primark jaunt in the middle of all of that.

L’s fantastic social worker has found her a new transitional social worker, the first one having failed to get the job done. Or even turn up.  Legally they are already past the time by which she should have been assessed. A relief to know there might be some light at the end of that (first) tunnel.

Tomorrow brings another fork in the road day but this time I’m with D which is easier for me, though less so for him.

Lovely to be greeted by NotOurCat on our return. She does put up with a lot.