Home and away
Last night I had my weekly Skype call with my brother and my parents, and I was surprised not to see my mother there.
It turned out that she's been in hospital since Friday because of a bad bronchitis aggravated by some existing heart condition (she was struggling to breathe) but they had decided not to let me know because they didn't want me to worry.
Apparently she is better now and off the oxygen.
Father didn't sound very healthy either, I must say.
I felt irrationaly guilty for enjoying myself in Paris when she was poorly. And, I suppose, sometimes I do feel a bit guilty about being away but really it was the only option I had if I wanted to live my life.
Talking about going away, we don't have any other breaks booked (apart from Christmas with our respective families).
The eurozone has almost become a no-go area for us, poor Brits.
Oh, how the mighty have fallen!
We need to have some repairs done at home (porch, one windowsill, painting of the eaves and windows/French doors). The first estimate we got was for a shocking £2,700!
Adrian wasn't surprised that the guy that came to have a look was driving a Porsche coupe!
The second estimate was considerably less, just over £700.
Incredible, isn't it?
Tonight I'm meeting Adrian in town and we are finally going to see "Julie and Julia". Amazingly, it is still out in a handful of cinemas.
It turned out that she's been in hospital since Friday because of a bad bronchitis aggravated by some existing heart condition (she was struggling to breathe) but they had decided not to let me know because they didn't want me to worry.
Apparently she is better now and off the oxygen.
Father didn't sound very healthy either, I must say.
I felt irrationaly guilty for enjoying myself in Paris when she was poorly. And, I suppose, sometimes I do feel a bit guilty about being away but really it was the only option I had if I wanted to live my life.
Talking about going away, we don't have any other breaks booked (apart from Christmas with our respective families).
The eurozone has almost become a no-go area for us, poor Brits.
Oh, how the mighty have fallen!
We need to have some repairs done at home (porch, one windowsill, painting of the eaves and windows/French doors). The first estimate we got was for a shocking £2,700!
Adrian wasn't surprised that the guy that came to have a look was driving a Porsche coupe!
The second estimate was considerably less, just over £700.
Incredible, isn't it?
Tonight I'm meeting Adrian in town and we are finally going to see "Julie and Julia". Amazingly, it is still out in a handful of cinemas.