Every time I casually wander into our kitchen, I'm floored by the amount of comings and goings. There is always a batch of updates for me to read and reply to. You lot are lovely people. I shall therefore attempt to catch up.
The photos, as always, are beautiful. Thank you for sharing with us, NanaandGrampy and DaphneB. Flynn has such a cheeky, happy grin.
Lona Of course you worry about your daughter's problems and setbacks. If she's taking antidepressants, perhaps her GP could reassess her state of mind and maybe change the dose, or the type, in order to help her through her on going sadness.
Wobblybits My son is 55. Mind you, he has the same spirited sense of fun as a teen. Not all the time. But when Leicester City became Premier League Champions, he went into meltdown. He's since recovered. 
millymouge That is good news. We are here to listen - just as DaphneB listened to the sad lady at the station. To have a sympathetic response, albeit virtual, has helped you to see your sister's plight (and yours) from different points of view. For you
dusty Had my husband behaved as yours did, I would immediately have thought TIA and rang for assistance. Good grief, his innards must have been stunned by the amount of medication coming their way. I hope that his system recovers asap.
Tizliz Modern technology is both a blessing and a bother. Throughout yesterday, my mobile was receiving text messages. As I'm none too savvy, I couldn't understand why my responses refused to go. It wasn't until this morning
that I understood the reason for the backlog. My pay as you go, had no funds...zilch...any child would have worked that out in a trice.
Charleyg Rory and Bracken are lolling in the sunshine. Rory grooms her to within an inch of her life (when he can be bothered) and she loves it.
Yesterday's rainbow is for all of you who need a special hug.