Oh well, we'll be without tv for a longer time that we thought.
Had a phone call from George, to say that Steve had fallen over and is on his way to hospital, so can't go with Grumpy on Friday.
Rang Darren, to ask him to change the booking, for the third time
Met him down at the bar and then heard more.
He has stopped smoking and drinking - for the last three weeks or so - and is compensating by eating sweets and drinking lucazade, as he's having a horrendous cough.
But by eating three bags of sweets, then drinking four bottles of lucazade, meant his sugar level went sky high and he collapsed. Daft sod.
Popped into see Jacqui on our way home, He's cracked his collar bone and also needs to be assessed, re his sugar levels.
So Christmas lunch is cancelled, as George and I both agree, he needs time to heal.
And also heard that Chris is really not doing so well. Sounds as if secondary cancers have been found.
So all in all, I'm a sad person now.
Oh, and the cat is on the missing list too
