Role Reversal.

I'm at that stage in life when it's the parents' turn to be looked after. A fair deal, I suppose......they've looked after me for 40 years........but it's a sad time, in that their frailties are now more prominent than their strengths.
My mum has just phoned to cancel Christmas. Her dodgy hips and her worrying nature combined with the weather means she has given Santa the middle digit.

I asked if she'd send my presents over by courier, but I got the middle digit too.