Just back from the hospital where a dozy looking Jill was tucked up in bed, whispering and wincing in equal measure. She was wheeled into surgery about 2 o'clock this afternoon and came round about 5 ish sans tonsils. With luck, she will be home tomorrow morning. Mum is stopping over tonight so I can get off to work in the morning and not worry about Heather going to school. Times like this make you realise just how wonderful and important family is.
Unrelated to the above, but worth noting is today was the day the company director met the union to discuss the reduncies he wishes to make on the factory. With perfect timing, his new company car arrived, a rather swish new Mercedes to replace his five-year-old Alfa Romeo. Can't help feeling that someone is taking the piss.
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