Saturday night

I drove down to Plymouth yesterday, set off at 5am and managed to miss most of the holiday traffic. My Mum is at home and I find her extremely weak and unable to eat - she does seem a little less confused than previously so we are hopeful things will settle when she gets used to the 5 new meds she is on.

I’ve been cooped up for two days so this evening I decided to go for a walk on Dartmoor - I found my favourite Tor shrouded in fog so I improvised. Now back at the hotel watching Moulin Rouge and contemplating where we are going next with all this.