Things getting back on track

After a bit of a hell week - things are starting to calm down, thankfully.

Mum is on the mend - so much so that she was booted out of her single room with ensuite and moved into the wards. Not ideal for her - but certainly a good sign. MJD has been keeping me up to date with regular early morning and late night calls - thank god for technology - but I am still feeling every one of the 12000 miles at times.

Auntie H is coming around for a wine tonight before she heads back to NZ - so it will be nice to have 'some blood' around. We will be parked up in the garden (post a heartily New Zealand style attack on the garden yesterday), having a G & T on a stunning London 30+ day.

So hopefully Auntie H can meet Scarlett and see the pad to report back to Mum first hand that the youngest is fine and well looked after. When something of this gravitas happens and the support networks kick in - you are very quickly reminded of the inherent goodness in people, and how often it goes unacknowledged or is taken for granted.

Thanks to everyone - a long way away, but definitely not alone.