I hadn’t counted on it raining when I embarked on this morning’s visit. Nor that my presence in the car park would require an ABP being issued to deal with the strange man hanging around the refuse disposal area. Oh for a simple Hazmat Suit. Despite these tribulations, I got to see and talk to Brenda through the window on the phone for half an hour. I was able to drop off some mail and I left her delighting at the news that our Ocado order had all gone wrong without her overseeing things.
No sooner had I arrived home than I received a message with the attached. Brenda being escorted from ICU to her room on the Ward. This seems to have happened in double-quick time. Although as yet she is still totally plumbed into everything and we are still at the baby steps stage.