My Morning – 22 December 2016 – by Emma

Poor silly old Daddy! He can’t sit at a desk for long, or his arthritis-stricken bits (up where ribs meet spine) play up, and he gets all kinds of false nerve signals that say his legs are on fire, or badly bruised, or other such things.

I got him to sit down and make some photos for me. Perhaps we’ll do some catch-up over the break.