Sun, Feb 4th

Firstly, I'd like to apologise for the lack of photos recently. However, the good news is that we haven't had any more incidents like the chimney collapsing, fence being blown down, or the shower water pump leaking through the ceiling. Hopefully over the next week or so we'll have some more stuff to interest everyone. I have a new workplace, so that could be appearing soon.

Back to our Sunday, though. Again I called my Dad and brother George a couple of times. Dad seems fine, but is bored stiff. He has refused newspapers and books, so only has the ceiling and the other patients to look at. George has coped fine on his own. But, he too is looking forward to having Dad home for the company.

Breakfast this morning was excellent, as we shared another piece of steak with a fried egg and potato waffle. However, this morning's splurge meant we missed out on lunch. But we did make it up with some roast chicken and roast potatoes for dinner (with stuffing, brussels and gravy).

This afternoon we spent a couple of hours laying on the bed with Tiny. She is really going to miss having me around come Wednesday (when I return to the workforce). I say we. Dawn spent half that time ironing.

I also found time to watch Spurs being humiliated 4-0 by David Beckham's old teammates, and the British arm of the Glazier's empire, Manchester United.