Been hirpling along all week, suffering dreadfully from the worst cold mankind has ever experienced, and trying to maintain visits to father in hospital. I'm sure I should have been banned from the hospital, since many of the patients would have met their maker sooner than they expected if I had infected them with this dreadful bug. Since I haven't, yet, been charged with murder, I take it they are all safe and sound!

Dad was discharged on Friday afternoon, and we need to get him back into some sort of routine again. Using copious quantities of The Macallan to dull his back pain is not to be recommended, especially on top of sleeping pills and extra strength co-codamol! However, he'll not be telt!

Looking forward now to Tuesday and the cataract operation, which will at least help me to see him a little better than I do just now.

Oh! And Partick Thistle One yesterday. Problem is that we keep letting the other lot score too. Ah well!