A busy weekend as usual. On Friday evening I left work early and went across to Oxford to see how Dad was doing. Progressing well after the surgery, except he had picked up an ecoli infection in the blood. Not such good news. However, there didn’t seem to be any panic, and Dad was being put onto a different antibiotic.

Saturday disappeared in a blur of getting my hair cut, helping Tricia get ready for a Xmas fayre she had a stall at, taking Ellie to a dance display, and then going out. We had a gathering of the ‘cruise holiday’ crowd. It was only a small walk to Pats, but boy was it cold! Great evening, lots of laughter.

Nikki had come back to play hockey, but had to come off injured after 15 minutes. Her side won but she wasn’t happy about the injury. Sore hip – may have been a legacy of her injury from playing rugby.

Sunday… quickly off to church. Then back to cook the roast… whilst Tricia put the Xmas lights on the big conifer outside our house. A neighbour commented how nice Tricia’s bush looked when it was lit up! Then across to Oxford, where we saw Dad. He was looking well, and is progressing well. Hopefully he should be home later this week.

Then all of a sudden it was Sunday evening. We were all shattered… particularly Robbie. He had slept over at a mates on Friday night, then with the cruise crowd on Saturday night. He hadn’t slept much, so after watching House he disappeared to bed.