All that is ill you may repair

Today, after nearly a week at home, I finally got to visit my grandmother in hospital. She’s not at her best, but still keeping up hope that she’ll be getting back home at some point, so all we can do is keep our fingers crossed.

To prevent our passing on, I dunno, plague or something, we had to wear plastic gloves and aprons. It’s amazing how plastic will make you schvitz – I really can’t understand how anyone would wear it for fun.

In other news, our wonderful friend H has set off for a trek round Africa for nine months, and we’re going to miss her!