Jan 25th saw me pass my 48th birthday. A fairly unremarkable feat on a fairly unremarkable day. January birthdays are rubbish. It's cold, it's dark and no-one has any money. Billy's birthday was far more exciting. He's now 50 and behaving disgracefully for it.
Having said that, we had a Thai feast at Dad's house on Friday night - some great flavours!
Following on from a misty frosty wander around Bessingham, Saturday was spent following Norwich down south (yes the Midlands are south from here) to WBA to sneak a place in the 5th round of the FA cup for the 1st time for years. Jen's first big away match with Narge. No matter who you follow, winning away just feels nice. 350 mile round trip though - more miles on the car.
Highlight of Sunday was seeing step-sister Emily in her first Dressage event at Thursford. She did well on a very bouncy horse.Today has been all about my parents. Dad needed me to take him up to the N&N hospital for an appointment as follow up to last years radiotherapy. There was potential for some bad news but the Dr's seem to think his condition is "manageable" with a bit more zapping and medication. Relief all round, though not out of the woods by a long chalk. He's a tough old bugger though.
Mum just wanted visiting. Despite being absolutely whacked (me that is), she seemed to think it was very necessary for me to visit! Poor old girl - it is starting to dawn on her that moving yourself 120 miles from where all your friends are may not have been the best move, but, hey-ho, she/we will have to do our best. Her health is ok and my patience is holding out.
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