More troubles!
There I was, minding my own business and shuffling round Asda, when my mobile rang. I almost didn't answer it because I've been getting a bit fed up with people demanding my time of late, but luckily I did because it was my son. He phoned to tell me not to panic, but he was in hospital! Apparently he'd been putting up some christmas decorations and fell off his ladder, smashing his elbow to bits. They had to give him morphine because the pain was so bad, and they are operating in the morning.
Oh dear, we'll see what tomorrow brings. . . . . .