Google it....

We had a message from Mr W's sister Teresa this morning asking if they could come and see us for lunch. Her husband Andy has been having tests in a hospital local to us.

I automatically thought something was up. On our way to a wet walkies with 'poo-magedon' I tried to Google a pub for dinner. It wasn't easy when you suffer from travel sickness and Bella was very stressed about something and kept trying to get out her car seat and I ended up far too emotional!

Anyway, once we were out in the fresh air and the rain had stopped and I'd got Bellas poo bum cleaned and I'd booked a local pub I felt much better.

Teresa and Andy arrived and we made our way to the pub and enjoyed a nice roast. Andy then announced he has been diagnosed with Parkinson's disease. So sad. Not unexpected as he's had a 'Parkinsons gait' for a while.

They then came back to the house for a bit and chatted about all sorts. They are discussing a nice place to walk here with the help of Google. Something Andy has been keeping away from until his next hospital appointment so knows very little about what to expect. Yet.