Not a Wallaby?

Another beautiful weather day, so I planned to visit the Peak Wildlife Park. O got as far as the car park when I picked up a call from my dad's carer. They'd found him collapsed in his bedroom this morning and an ambulance was on it's way.

So I headed back home, dropped all my photography gear off and headed to the hospital. When I got there, he was being assessed in A & E. They thought he'd broken his hip as that's where he told them he was in pain. He was slipping in and out of consciousness and really wasn't with us.

 After lots of investigation they found out he'd got pneumonia. When I left the hospital late afternoon he was a little more comfortable, on oxygen, dosed with morphine and having antibiotics pumped into him. There wasn't much more I could do and I was exhausted....

I pooped into his flat on the way home to check if I needed to do any cleaning, etc... There was nothing that needed immediate attention so I came home.

The image is a quick shot taken at lunch time when I left the hospital to get some air and food and a quick walk round Brampton Park.