I have been away from home the last week - where else but at my mother's doing chores for her (the usual weeding of the triffids in her garden, for a start). She is also considering putting her house on the market in the new year to move closer to me, probably into a warden-assisted retirement flat half a mile away. She is getting increasingly unable to cope with a four-bedroomed house and all that entails. So we have been sorting and renovating in order to get ready for the sale and downsizing in the new year.
I got back yesterday and now face the pile of chores still to do in my house, plus weed through the post which came in my absence. I have kept in touch with your blogs and tried where possible to comment, but as for my own - I think I have writers' block. Can't think of a damn thing to say. So I'll keep schtumm for a while till something coherent jumps into the tired old brain. Bear with me.