about two weeks after her hip op, in a convalescent home. We had great plans for Jane to write her own amusing anecdotes but haven't got round to it yet. As she is now well enough to resume minding her grandchildren I thought I'd better post this picture.
One of the most memorable episodes for me was a phone call from Jane when she was in her convalescent home, fairly late in the evening, to say that she had run out of paracetamol, hadn't had any all day and there didn't seem to be any available on site. Could I get some and bring them in? As it was dark and windy when I turned up with them I felt like a veritable boot-legger, even more so next day when we found out that I should have checked them in!