A nice end to the day

I headed to the west to visit my mother. I took a new route which was going well until a road closure meant a fairly long detour. Once we were back on the road Mr R was sick so I had to stop and clean that up and take him for a walk. We eventually arrived at the care home way later than planned. My mother wasn’t good today. She slept most of the time. She had her lunch but ate with her eyes closed. A few things in her room weren’t quite right so I had a chat with the manager.
The journey home was smooth and after tea we headed to the local bookstore and had a lovely evening with the Hebridean baker and the hutter. What a great story teller they both are! They signed our books and posed for the picture!