Big yellow tree

I am up to stay with Hannah for a few days to hang out and be her bitch as she needs. Simon looks bloody brilliant, such a difference a week makes. He remains stubbornly asleep but with plenty of arm and leg movements, yawning and gurning. We went out for a boozy lunch (me and Hannah, we left Simon attached to his tubes and machines) which is always a very restorative thing. Then we sang to him but rapidly realised that we are not good at singing acapella. We need to practice a full turn, that will do the trick.