In the words of Corporal Jones (Dad's Army).
I had a phone call from my brother around 7.30 p.m. last night.
"Do you know where Dad is?" he asked.
"He usually goes to play whist tonight" I informed him, "He gets back around 9.30 p.m. why?"
"I've had a phone call from the Warden saying she hasn't seen him all day and she can't contact him on the intercom." Dad lives in sheltered accommodation and the Warden usually checks every day to make sure he's OK.
"Well let yourself in and make sure he's not unconscious then" I say.
"I can't find my keys to his place, I'll have to go back home and look for them" he replies
By this time I'm panicking. Normally I would rush down there, I can be there in 15 minutes, but I can't drive yet because of my knee.
"I'm sure he's just gone out but will you hurry back with the keys just to make sure and let me know?"
"Will do " says brother.
I wait anxiously then brother rings back at 9.10 p.m.
"I've been inside and there's no sign of him, what time did you say he gets in?"
"9.30 ish I think. As long as he's out he must be OK".
"I'll hang about until he arrives home just to make sure" says brother.
Ten minutes later I received a text from brother
"Dad's landed, he's been playing whist. I am getting him a mobile phone tomorrow so we can contact him when he's out".
Now Dad is practically deaf and can just about work his television and video recorder - what's he gonna make of a mobile phone?!!!!
Watch this space.
When did we become the parents?
You may remember last week we had cavity wall insulation, well they came yesterday and insulated the loft too - all for free!
Thursday 17th May
Getting stronger every day, not enough to go out without the crutch though unfortunately!