A dark rainy day all day, brolly at the ready.
Parents, and yet again, the carers forgot to turn up the thermostat, so for the third morning in a row, I arrive to find them cold. But at least less chaotic than yesterday, when my father, his bed left wet and in disarray, and Mum not fed, and both a bit distressed at the state of the house, with the stairlift left bleeping incessantly.Third new carer of the week to visit. She was a bit embarrassed when she came back to make their lunch to find me there.