December 25th, 2007

A Bad Start to Christmas

Woke up yesterday morning with a fever, but fortified by Lem-Sip I managed to get to Euston to meet my mother. And when we got home we were greeted by the news that her mother, my grandmother, had died. Not exactly unexpected or premature, given that she'd just passed 102, but it's still bad timing for Christmas.

I'm feeling better today, which is good news for flick who does not want to have to phone her mother for instructions on how to cook the Christmas dinner.