Gran spent the night in hospital and should be well enough to go home today. The entire event (not the first of it’s kind) will again raise the question of whether she should really be in a sheltered housing complex, but it depends entirely on how stubborn the old dear is going to be.
The easter weekend has passed and, as usual, I worked Friday and Monday. People often ask me why I do that, and other than the fact that I don’t get them by default (which is good, I’d rather choose my own holidays thank you) I simply don’t enjoy them. Why? Ask diamond geezer.
Watched a couple of movies over the weekend, Miss Smilla’s Sense of Snow and part of Girl with a Pearl Earring. More on them later.