Bank holiday

A short lie in was possible
Before a long list of tasks
My parent’s flat needed attention
Before donning a happy mask.
I visited my father first
As he finds waiting a struggle
Then drove home for Elbows
To then visit Mum in her muddle.
Neither are coming home
Delays still here and still there
Dad stays in his bed
Mum stays in her chair.
But home to nine children
Who needed to be fed
Then Elbows and I
To a curry house we fled.

I love a good curry ...