I arranged to see Sue for a coffee, but then the chats had to be curtailed as the morning carer for Dad had taken the key from the key safe with her, so then Jason the befriender could not get in. (Dad said the carer was tired; she left the house in a bit of a pickle). I did the chores whilst Dad chatted with Jason. I left to go and visit Mum in the care home. There was a pianist visiting this afternoon which Mum enjoyed. Mum was alright to begin with, and I managed to get her to have a bit of fresh air too, and did her nails before the mood dropped and she cried and wanted me to stay with her. I had a little weep on the way back to the station.
Home to cook dinner for Harry and me.