I realise that I have been described elsewhere as “preachy” or perhaps gloomy or pessimistic and I am not actually setting out to defend myself, just to put it in perspective here among friends.
I hope those here who have known me over the years will realise that I endured easily 8 or 9 years of cancelled family gatherings, holidays cancelled or cut short, “mercy dashes” to the Royal Free, cancelled theatre visits , in short the uncertainty of any planned activity. It was a miracle Paw made it to our DDs’ weddings - but in two cases we had to leave the reception shortly after the speeches and were unable to join the others the next day
Another example 21=years ago - Paw was in hospital for fairly crucial surgery during the week leading up to DD1’s graduation. A wonderful consultant said he must be allowed to attend and agreed a 24 hour “pass”. I picked him up in London, drove straight through to Cheshire where we were to say with friends. Drove him into Manchester for the graduation, lunch with DD in Didsbury then drove us back to London to have him back in his jimjams on the ward by the evening drugs round.
That is why I felt ambivalent to a thread about what we “might have been doing”
As the saying goes, been there, done that.
Or as they say north of the border “the best laid plans o’ mice and men” etc