Not planned

Today went awry. From mid evening last night, our daughter has been in severe pain and hardly able to move, let alone walk (or sleep). It might be sciatica, but who knows? The NHS neither know nor care. There is no point in phoning 111 is all we learnt, apart from Don't have a health emergency at a weekend.

Anyway, long story short: I spent the whole day at our daughter's helping look after her and the grandchildren and so forth, along with their dad and 'the other granny'. We're back again in the morning. Too tired to think clearly so won't add much more. (Not home till seven-ish.)

It did stop raining in the afternoon when I took little Miss B to the park and discovered how even more agile she was than last time. She can now work herself on the swing, standing and sitting, so doesn't need pushing. Impressive.

And now to bed...