We have had a couple of good weeks, including a short holiday in Cornwall. I am carer for my wife, both of us are old 'uns. Today, she got up, quite cheerfully, and we had our breakfast and a leisurely cuppa. At the mention of getting washed and dressed to go visit our family, she decided NOT. Has now gone back to bed, and wishes to be 'left alone'. A bad day on the cards, I guess. What an awful way to spend last years of our lives.