Managing to get myself out of bed and breakfasted in time to get to Pembury Hospital for am echo cardiogram at 8.45. It may seem a small achievement but it is something I am dreading because the mornings are so difficult and time consuming. Thank you Milo for being outside the front door in time for a lift to the hospital.
A projecting floor board with loose nails has been threatening to trip me. With a box of well manged tools some counter sunk screws and the ingenious use of a piece of slate, son-in-law Dom levels it off neatly leaving a smooth path from my desk to the hall. Here is a man who loves and understands tools. I am full of admiration. If I am dependent on such acts of skill and kindness I couldn't be dependent on nicer people