Going Underground

A blip from before we left London yesterday. Unfortunately last night we received a call to say my Dad had fallen and was unresponsive, he lives in a private sheltered housing complex, an ambulance had been called. We dashed straight down there, he only lives a mile from us. When we got there he was conscious but unable to move as he had fractured his neck of femur, we had to wait over 5 hours for the ambulance to arrive. He is now in hospital and hopefully going to theatre for a hip replacement tomorrow morning. We are hoping all goes well.