Busy Bee

I shopped for dad and ourselves and then took dad home. I realised the keys he had were for an old front door to his flat. So I got some spares cut and returned later. 

He'd had some more trouble so I reported it to the police again. I had a lovely chat with an officer who went and sat in his patrol car on the car park for a while. He agreed that where dad lived wasn't the best place in the area for my dad. Again that made me feel it was time for him to move away. How easy that's going to be I've no idea....

We didn't manage much else today as I'd not slept too well worry about dad, so it was a wander round the garden following the wildlife for an image this afternoon. And an early night!