One of those days when I never really got going. Even the kids lie in bed until nealr 8 o'clock which is almost unheard of.
Church service was uninspiring (again) and not helped by a behind-the-scenes domestic which meant the scene setting had to be brought abandoned at the last minute, to be replaced only by coffee and doughnuts which usually happens after.
So it was upside down fromthe start and rather drifted apart from there.

Stan had his third birthday party in as many weeks at 2pm, and after that I took the girls over to the park.
Absolutely boiling ove rthere, with not even a breeze off the river to cool things down so we only stayed an hour. Long enough though for LC to get a ride on the trains, which she loves.

By the time we got home, Trx sister and brother in law had arrived with their new carer. She was nice enough and got on well with the children.
G is not looking at all well though, and the MS really seems to be taking hold of her. She's losing strength and control in her neck muscles now and her head lolls around a lot. her speech is getting more disjointed than ever and I find it quite hard to understand her now.
Trx was quiet after she left, and knows that something is going wrong. They didn't stay for long either which is unusual in itself.

That was it reaal. A good old fashioned Sunday type of Sunday.