Well ...

I did not know that. That Scobby-doo's full name is Scoobert-Doo. Everyday is a school day.

Phone call from Mr R at the back of 4pm saying that the Grandpa was saying he wasn't feeling very good. So Mr R was going to take him to the surgery. Phone call a wee bit later saying that the Doc was sending the Grandpa to Forth Valley.

So I headed home, met up with them in the station car park, Mr R drove us to Larbert and left me and the Grandpa there and took the Barmy Army home to feed them.

The pic of Scooby was taken as we drove through to the hospital I was sitting next to the wee fella in the car.

So after a few hours they decided they were going to keep Grandpa in overnight. Called Mr R who brought some bits and bobs for him and saw him settled in the Acute Assessment Unit.

Met Mr R and a tired and grumpy Barmy Army in the car park and headed home for some dinner at 10.30...can't be good for you eating at that time but I was hungry, some salmon and rice at least it was fairly light.