Up to Edgware

A cold morning. Lorraine and I drove off this morning, leaving Pat and Maureen stocked up with meals, to see Mum. Even when we arrived a couple of hours later, Mum was still uncertain when -- and if -- he would be sprung. But after about twenty minutes, an ambulance parked up, and Mason was wheeled in on a wheelchair. He'd obviously hadn't enjoyed his time in hospital, and still sporting a chesty cough and gave a lively account of his time, including a few unlikely bits. Eventually he settled down, and Mum sent off for some pizza -- and Mas was truly delighted to eat something with a bit of taste. He settled down to dozing though soon after, as is his habit, even without the ghastliness of being in hospital and waiting for a lift home. One good thing was that Lorraine were able to spend the day hanging out with Mum who is a full time carer these days, and receives precious little thanks for it. Lorraine and I discussing with Mum ways we can support her. There is care now bei...