Oxford property

After my optimism of yesterday the disappointment of today as Mum sank into the heavy seas of post-op delirium.

A long day lashed beside her as she voyaged through the ever-shifting waves and tides. At one point, and out of the blue says, 'And what are those condoms and apples doing there?' As if I could possibly know.

At another, ' who is that small boy with what looks like 20lbs of salami?' Who indeed.

The killer is that the JR Trauma wards are being shifted on Friday for a year to carry out post-Grenfell fire safety works. A year?! The race is on to get her back to her residential home before then. Although were I a betting man I'd not be backing that particular horse. But I'll be cheering it on all the same.