Spotty Potty

A difficult morning with dad and a couple of hospital appointments for him. One of them didn't happen as we ended up at the wrong hospital! Yet another communication failure with the NHS. That's the only problem I encounter with them. I can't fault their care with regard to my dad.

What was nice was the first chance to do something pleasant with dad. We went out for lunch. I haven't done anything like that with him since late August last year.

We went to the cafe at the Emma Bridgewater factory. Hence the pottery shot. Even that is difficult for dad with his Arthritis. So I have to be patient as eating takes ages. But it was lovely to see him enjoy his baked potato. All he usually gets are ready meals.