Role rehearsal

Today we mind the grandson.

Deb minds him. He's tired, home from school, rests a lot. as nice as ever, rather quiet. Poor kid.

Anyway... I sit... relax... sleep through most of the afternoon... a perfect match for my role as grandad:-)

half blind. half deaf. dying of cancer.
so what?
notdotdeaddotyet.blogspot.com :-)

Dr Nick Lethbridge
Consulting Dexitroboper