Dad took a turn for the worse this weekend. It wasn't a serious problem, but quite uncomfortable; a side effect of the pain-killers that he's been taking. A real shame - he's been making very good progress otherwise.

Nothing to worry about, but not very nice for Dad. Things are a little better today, too.

I bought him a 2nd DVD player on Sunday, to go in the bedroom. He has been and will be spending a lot of time there, so it seemed a good idea. Besides, you can pick up a cheap-'n'-cheerfull player for fourty quid these days. Amazing. I also took over a pile of my discs for him to watch.

Oh, and don't forget - it's his birthday tomorrow.