I'm yelling timber. I'm going down

I got up and got into work at 730 this morning 

I made himself a cup of tea and told him I'd see him in 2 hours 

937..i.came back collected him and stopped him at the podiatrist.

I wandered round the town for the next hour accumulating my 6000 steps

He was in the chair. Having his toenails.removed 

He appeared at the door a minute to the hour ..I was so relieved he was standing.   This is a man who passes out when he gives blood

I got him home. Settled him with a cup of sweet tea a selection of Gregg's pastries and the pouffe and the telly box 

I brought in fish and chips for dinner (so he didn't have to stand and make me something ha ha ha )

And I have just watched as he walked round the table to put something down and stub his bloody toe on a stool 

There is no hope. They should have kept him in.