Wyre forest woodland

My sister's new place is very close to the Wyre Forest - I can walk into it from her front door, and it was rather pleasant, if cold, this afternoon.  We had a delicious lunch and the Queen's Pudding also turned out well. Mom and Dad came with us and Dad enjoyed himself although he is obviously still very confused about what happened at the Bank on Friday - he told my sister a very interesting version of the story!  Mom was very uncertain and the mood changes and periods of anxiety were rather disconcerting.  She would settle down and then stumble around the room asking to go home. Then she would get interested in me painting her nails or looking at some holiday photos and things would be ok.  When it was time to come home she kept insisting that we couldn't be going to her proper home because we would have to go over the water and we wouldn't get home until tomorrow...  We did have to cross the River Severn, but it only took us half an hour to get home!