Not because if I'd been sitting on the other side as I was originally I'd have been the one to be killed but because I should be on my way to Devon.
It was all planned: we were going down this evening so we could set off early on the train tomorrow morning for Plymouth and a trip around the aquarium with GrandDaughter. A train journey and sharks, what's not to love about that?
But ... Mother-in-law is in hospital again. Things are heading towards crisis point so Husband is going up to Derby tomorrow instead. There's no point me going as I can't do anything useful and I've plenty to be going on with here. However I've made a lasagne and a sponge cake for him to take with him. When Husband saw it he said, 'Pop doesn't like pasta.'
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It's not everyone who has an upside-down chair in their hall. It's meant for the nursery as the rocking chair we originally bought has settled in nicely in the study. So we went back to the YMCA shop and found this pale green leather armchair for £20. It needs a little bobble over the foot of the leg screw but apart from that it's fine for our purposes.
The only question is how long it will be left standing in the hall.
Especially as the nursery painting will be put on hold as the shower, which Husband thought he'd fixed, just started leaking again. Seriously. All down the dining-room walls.
No wonder I've had to attack my hidden stash of Maltesers.