Oh golly, soop! Just... well... oh golly! Poor MacSporran! And poor you! what a worry. I do hope her gets the treatment he needs tomorrow and no messing!
I've been out all day, taking my archery coaching course exam and stooging for other candidates. Driving home, I hoped MrB had got in some gin cos that's what I needed (I passed, btw, but it was a long day).
Got home and asked about gin. No he hadn't got gin. [disappointed thought] "Anything like that?" I asked.
"Champagne?" he said. He's good that way 
We polished off the bottle between us and Minibags, who couldn't be persuaded to take even a sip, listened contentedly to our parental prattle under the influence, tiddly but not pissed. [contented sigh]
Sending out good wishes for the same contentment and strength in difficult times to all my gransnet pals 