Hello lovely ladies.
Missed yesterday because I was busy preparing for an evening with real friends in the garden! That sounds rude and ungrateful, but you'll know what I mean.
Shouldn't try to comment on all the interesting topics above mine, but I'll try and to keep it brief.
Maw your poor little Grandson. Nothing's sacred. As a proper Gran I know you'll be straight on to finding a replacement. In the meantime I shall reveal a hint of my dark side as far as injustice is concerned and just say that those who took it will hopefully get their just desserts.....use it and become involved in an accident involving teeth, perhaps? 
Ludo is so much better, thank you Lins - what a stressful week for him and for us. I'm concerned about your foot. Poor you, Osteoarthritis is horrid and you never know when it will strike next. I suppose it was Sod's Law that you were going to drop something on that foot at some time. I sustained a broken ankle almost 50 years ago, skiing (and I need to add I was going uphill at the time). Don't ask, but you may laugh at this point. Six weeks later and seeing my shocking withered leg after the removal of the plaster, I sat on a table in the X ray dept of our local hospital whilst a young radiographer (or maybe a cleaning lady, I couldn't be sure?) pulled the machine over the site of the injury and put in a large X ray plate to hold the "photograph" to be taken by the machine. She didn't do it properly and the very heavy plate fell down onto my newly-healed foot! Maybe my face said it all. What did she do? Honestly? She actually ran away! (She did re-appear some time later with a more Senior person). No need for me to relate the conversation that followed!!!!! Good luck with your chat about your other foot.
Hope that little Henry soon gives up his insomniac craze, Susan. Or he's going to have to put on some weight and be prepared to push you and Mr Susan around in the pram so that you can get some shuteye!
Our very nice evening pretending that the good times were rolling again and we could sit in our garden with some old friends and catch up, ended as hot as it had started and with some small spots of rain suddenly appearing on the table. Most of the evening we had seen sheet lightning over the sea. The air was totally still and silent and the flashes were a bit like being close to a lighthouse. We put all the garden cushions away before going to bed. Middle of the night, there was no gap at all between the lightning flashes, but still silent. Then an explosion of noise and thunderclaps like bombs over the house and torrential rain for an hour or so. This morning, sunny and calm again and everything dry and did we dream that? We didn't because the dogs were in a total sulk and refused to go out first thing, in case the nasty loud noises came back and caught them unawares. (So they said.) Alright now, though.
To the currently quiet souls amongst us, Dreamkeeper, Izabella, Cherry etc., (the etc., know who they are), hope to see you on here soon. Be good to yourselves meanwhile.
DH in a friend's garden fixing his "unsafe" balustrade. I am about to eat a choc ice on a stick! Then more ironing. Of course.
Keep safe everyone. Massive and show-offy hugs to you, soop. I'll catch up with your fun and games later, I suspect. Hugs x
I trust that your temperature remains normal. The selfish attitude of some people makes my blood boil. Eldest son lives in the heart. of Leicester. How on earth will the area in which people are supposed to stay put be monitored? 
on the children's behalf.
. We usually save ours for the weekend. The dark choc is our favourite.
