The RW is off to the hospital tomorrow to see the Consultant. Dare we hope, in The Rectory, that she will be allowed to become a bit more mobile?

Not really! We're enjoying the washing (ruining clothes and towels), ironing (once we learn to work the extra big new steam effort), cooking, hoovering, shopping (once we learn to come out of the supermarket with change from £100), and all the rest!

In fact, someone told me yesterday that I'm "lovin' it". So, I must be, eh?