Simon got home from Peter Mac on Friday at lunchtime and is heading up again tomorrow. It's so lovely when he is home and feeling well. We had a good and busy weekend and it went far too quickly!

I have to try not to think too much about him going away again and how often that will seem over the next 9 (yes, only 9!) weeks. I also have to focus on braveness. Last week the courtyard gate was open so I went out there in the dark to close it and heard rustling in the garden, I froze then ran back inside. I stood looking out the window for a moment then, knowing that I wouldn't sleep if I left it open, walked back out, stopped, picked up a rock and threw it into the shrubbery. Nothing. I went to pick up another rock to make sure whatever it was was either dead or gone, but it (the 'rock') turned out to be a screwed up tissue-yuk, so I just ran past the garden, shut the gate and ran back inside as fast as I could and fortunately wasn't killed. Yes, I need to focus on bravery.