Unintentional Pareidolia

This afternoon I took my parents back to Salford Royal for Dad's appointment. The good news is that he doesn't need surgery on the disk at the base of his spine. On the other hand the surgeon is in favour of revisiting the top of his back, arranging an MRI scan and follow up in three months time.

He is also mindful that Dad isn't too keen on the idea after his recent experience (understatement) and is advising that for the next appointment he assess's for himself what progress, forwards or backwards, he has made since leaving hospital.

Am back on dayshifts tomorrow and my brain is fried so a ride out was taken on Biscuit for some space. I also perched on a canal lock beam and chinwagged with Bestie some, discussing l'weekend as am kicking the geography into touch & popping up to Chez Ms.Arell on Saturday. It seems we both are due a defrag.

Blip is a fun face spotted in the stairwell down to the Outpatients department at Salford Royal Hospital :-)