To the Manor

On the way to see my dad at the Manor (where they look after those having dementia). Sunny but very cold.

Did lots of cleaning up at my Mom's, practically all day. Mostly because of feeling guilty not coming to see them more often. Once in a month or two is not enough.

*sigh*

Some excitement, too, as the oil burner at my Mom's stopped working altogether. At -20C! After consulting my brother who knew about the problem I managed to get a service in the evening. Luckily - because the chance for freezing water pipes is no fun!