The new kitchen floor at Dad's.
To Dad's, he had a new carer and looked a bit bedraggled this morning, he needed a shave and had been given the remains of last nights tea for breakfast! The occupational therapist was supposed to call by, a new hoist and turner were delivered but then they were too busy, but by then it was too late to visit Mum. A beautiful hot day, but Dad slept through most of it, and did not really want to eat. He was cold too.