That was then......

......another early morning doorstep/booting the cats out blip.....I was going to do a 'and this is now' one as an extra but it's WAY too depressing! 

Spent the morning at my Ma's where I had the dubious honour of removing the dressing from her op wound......I can report that she was a very brave girl (even if, as my sis described her yesterday, she looks like she's 'gone 5 rounds with Mike Tyson', the bruising is SPECTACULAR!).....so I've advised her to shroud the mirrors in case she gives herself a nasty shock ;-) I left her scoffing her lunch and probably breathing a huge sigh of relief that I was going and leaving her to her own devices.