Remember, remember ..

I spent the morning assembling a rather random collection of peculiar gifts to send (far too late) to my Canadian relatives.

I really am hopeless, but at least mum's stuff to Canada has already arrived there.

After lunch I took the parcel into the Post Office and swung by the park for a quick blip. I LOVE goats! They are such sweet and fun little characters! One day I may even get myself a couple!

Got home in time to meet the CPN who was coming to give mum another memory test.

Mum was shocking - it was beyond having a poor memory - she didn't understand what was being asked of her most of the time and would start telling totally irrelevant stories from her past.

Before tea mum was very sick (into my prize winning, woven newspaper litter bin - thanks mum) so I took her up to bed.

Half an hour later there was a loud bang from upstairs, so I ran up to find her wandering around her room trying all the drawers (she's now in the computer room as she was too upset in the other two bedrooms, though is no happier in this room)

I think she may think she needs to be doing office work in there, which would explain a bizarre note she once poked under my bedroom door about having finished the dictation!

So I eventually persuaded her to get back into bed, though she didn't really believe it WAS her bed, and accused me of going scatty.

She's quite possibly right.