I did say things might be quiet around here for a bit and this is indeed the case.
My parents are still here. Yesterday my father was taken ill. Turns out it’s just an infection but at his age we had to get him checked out by a doctor, just to be on the safe side. So on Sunday night (yeah, a bad time to get ill) we phoned the NHS line and got an appointment at a local small hospital.
Local, as in only about 20 miles away. Still, the good part about a small hospital in a small town is that on Sunday night, the emergency room is really quiet. We didn’t have to wait long. Dad now has antibiotics to add to his other medications and is getting better quickly.
He has, wisely, spent the day in bed. However, since the guest room is also my office where the desktop computer sits, I haven’t been able to access email for two days. Hopefully tomorrow he’ll be up and about again but if not he’ll have to put up with me deleting spam and looking for at least one email that actually matters.
If you have sent me email and you’re waiting for an answer, please be patient.
The book is assembling still, I took the precaution of copying all the files relating to the current book to my laptop so I’m not reliant on the office for that. Just for email.
It’s possible that this whole situation was exacerbated on Sunday when I came back to find him trying to move the patio slabs with a crowbar. They are the old kind, not the modern small and slim ones. He’s nearly 80 but won’t accept defeat.
That, I suspect, runs in the family…