It's hot

First the good news, Tracey might be out of hospital tomorrow!!! She has had a drain removed and depending on the condition of the other drain escape may be imminent. Of course this is just the start and we won't really have an idea of where she stands until her first breast clinic on the 6th July but we would all love to get her home. She needs to regain her strength with her family round her. She needs to be part of the arguments, shouting, fighting, love and affection again. Nothing quite like a good scream for repairing tissue.

So today was a good day, we were off afternoon visiting duties to allow Roger and Chris to see her. Roger had driven up from Cornwall and Chris came across from Thornbury for the visit. Tracey really enjoyed seeing them and a real bonus, Chris brought his Ipad to the the hospital.  Go-go gadget Tinsley is smitten. there may well be a new arrival in the family in the near future.

Meanwhile there was activity in Tinsley Towers. The heat was too much, much to much. After mooching around in the garden I decided it was time for the pool to have its 2010 debut. Bought for us by Roger and Brenda in 2006 I have no idea how it has survived, but it has. After a short argument with Vaughan, I disturbed his sunbathing, I pumped up the ring (sounds like a bit like porno movie) and began the filling process at about 12:30. Nearly 5 hours later it was full. How cold was it? Freezing! But Adam and I (for a very little time) have had our first dip of the season. Also Brenda has managed to cock her leg over and dipped in her swollen foot and knee. No pictures of that but I do have on of her sat next to the pool with Adam in.

Can you spot the mess of a garden?

The evening was the first chance for the mad welsh woman and demented colleague of Tracey's Gaynor to visit. She kindly gave Olivia and I a lift. My knuckles are still white after an incident involving a bus and an ambulance. I'm sure the shakes will eventually go. I now look at Bath as not a beautiful Georgian city but as one large potential car crash.

The visit was uplifting, we even lasted until a bit after 8. Gaynor's madness is infectious and Tracey laughed, a lot. Funny thing families, children in particular, it is strange how their foibles are repeated again and again and again and in every family.

Tracey was tired but happy. She is "bunking" with an old lady and a lady from Laycock so there is no chance of her getting away with a snore. It's manners all the way. The time passed very quickly.

The drive back was a little less frightening and Olivia immediately drove to a friends house and stayed out till late. We watched a little football and the cracking finale to the present series of Dr Who. The new doctor has grown on me. I think he is OK, not a patch on Tennant but much better than most of the rest. And that's it, another day done.

I shall be up early for a swim and expect breakfast in bed, I just have to run it past Brenda.

Ta ta

Chris