The morning started well with a good run (8.5 km) and a wander around the garden. The post brought sobering news from Nick's consultant about his Crohns and after that I found it difficult to settle. Now more than ever our holiday cannot come quickly enough.

Nick and the girls drove to Dunblane to visit Granny and Granpa and once again I stayed at home to work. I had a twinge of envy as they left, but this particular piece of work is so very nearly finished that I hunkered down and just got on with it.

I rewarded myself by picking strawberries in the sun and sat on the bench munching them.