Friday

After getting to bed about 2am this morning and waking a few times in the hot, clammy night I was tired this morning. Alarm needed to wake me eventually at 7am to make sure I was up in time to collect Dad for "regular" trip to hospital. He insists on getting me cooked breakfast, I'm happy with that.

Instead of decorating in the few hours before picking him up early afternoon I put my feet up. As I'm getting some raffle tickets at the reception back at the hospital, Dad comes out, ready to go back home.

I call back home with him and the time soon passes, before I know it it's 8.30. Ready for a beer at the club with P tonight, the usual suspects are there so we have a catch-up with them too.