The 15th & 16th; Ready to wrap!

 The 15th of December.

Mommy's present is finally, completely, 100% finished, which means that I am now ready to wrap! That'll be one day this week.

When I got up this morning, Mommy had gone back to hospital because something twanged painfully in her wrist last night and she wanted to get it checked. She eventually returned home at about ten to twelve and it turns out she's ruptured a tendon. It was rubbing on the break, and it's effectively sawn away at it. She's got a new splint, and an appointment to see a hand person on Tuesday.

This afternoon, I made it my business to watch the festive Sabrina special and get that crochet done. I am very glad it is complete, and now I can relax a bit. I could now finish the jumper I was making, or give the mice another go with some different wool. We'll see if I can be bothered. I then decided to watch Batman Returns, because it is apparently a Christmas film? Well, it's set at Christmas. It is very weird - what is the Penguin? Is he some kind of penguin-human hybrid? How did that happen? Why does Catwoman backflip everywhere? So many questions. I'm not going to be adding it to my regular Christmas repertoire.

The 16th of December.

Today has been mostly driving and I am in so much pain. Daddy's car is not good for me, sitting in the front or the back.

We went to Wales because we were taking Taid out for lunch for his 95th birthday. At this rate, he is going to outlive me!

When we got to his house, he was still getting dressed, so we had to call the restaurant to warn them that we were going to be a little late. Thankfully they were very accommodating. When we arrived, we had to walk further than I anticipated, so by the time I sat down, I was in severe need of breath. Stupid lungs.

Weirdly, the restaurant is situated in a caravan park, so I was not expecting the food to be great. I know that's judgemental of me, and I was very pleasantly surprised! I had confit bacon with a leek and potato rosti and a fried egg, then roast beef sirloin with honey roast parsnips. Honestly, the starter was much better than the main - I would have happily just had the bacon thing and a pudding, but that's a lesson for next time.

There was no room for anybody to fit a pudding in, but we had coffees and some complimentary fudge which is always appreciated. Then we took Taid back home to give him his present and to finish the washing up that Daddy had started while Taid was still getting dressed. We also showed him my award and the programme, which he was very impressed with.

We had to leave at about half four if we wanted to get home at a reasonable time, and my back was agony all of the way. I don't know how I will ever do this trip again.