This will be a very quick post as I am in an internet cafe in the UK, and if you are thinking, "She's been away a while ...." - you're right. This was the week I was going to tell you all about the Golden Age of Travel day out on the Orient Express and about the fantastic time we had on my parents' 60th anniversary - and it really was great, wonderful, terrific. But there's and "except" in there. My mother wasn't her usual self, and was trying to ignore a series of symptoms that were making her feel rather ill. She did a great job. But I took her to the doctor on Monday and she was immediately admitted into the hospital with suspected heart failure. It's all under control now, and she's more like her old self - but it's been a heck of a week and I'm not sure that my heart's in such great shape after all this. I was driving her to the hospital and changing my next-day flight at the same time. I'm now flying back tomorrow to clear up a few things in case I have to come back to the UK again very soon, so you'll have the full report on our excellent weekend - with pics - next Friday. Luckily my brother does not return to the US until next week, and seeing as they're hoping Mum will be out of hospital at the weekend. I always knew that one day the fact that both my brother and I lived so far from our parents would come up and bite us, and now it's happened - and the truth is they wouldn't have had it any other way.
Life's a funny old thing, isn't it? You see it all in a hospital, and I'm going back there right now because it's my mother's 82nd birthday (though in her spirit she's still 16), and I'm taking in her cards and balloons.
See you next week. Stay safe and have a lovely weekend.