Mum

Home again. Will take some time to digest this weekend. We managed a trip to Notre Dame and lunch with Anita and Killian. By the time we got back to London, because I had sat in a different carriage, Mum had forgotten that I was even there with her and when I appeared thought I had come to meet her from the train. I think that was mostly down to tiredness and the general disorientation of travelling. When we got home she was less confused and had remembered I was there but still some muddling of Gordon and Nick. Hopefully a good night's sleep and some rest tomorrow will help her to settle. 
Despite everything she seemed really pleased to have gone and said she had a great time. I doubt we'll do it again so really glad we have done it now.