Saturday

My nephew, Isaac, has worn Hetty out.

We feel at a loose end today. The weather is appalling and we feel reluctant to leave the house.

Gary is still in a coma so no point in going to the hospital again.  He will be very shocked when he realises what has happened to him.

We will pimp shop bought pizza for tea this evening.

(I've looked at the long term forecast and March looks dry!)