Sorry, just need to rant ....... Monday - spent all day with her - fine Tuesday - spent most of morning with her - fine Wednesday - buddy and an old friend both visit, hubby takes tea - more than fine - very happy and animated Thursday - drop off tea, washing her hair in readiness for her daycare on Friday. (Wow!) Animated and excited about it. Friday - ring after day care: "Well, I've had a terrible week" ........ Decide she can't remember whether she has or hasn't ........ refuse to go on guilt trip because have witnessed for myself what would be generally regarded now as a very good week ...... Saturday morning: Glorious sunny autumn morning ..... wonder if mum could manage to walk to corner shop to get her own paper so I can get sonny for new trainers he needs and back before the football .... or else can she wait til later this afternoon? "No, I'll wait. I'll just watch telly 'til you get here." Sounds like she has forgotten to moan about her 'terrible week' but the GM has kicked in and I decide to change plans and check in on her earlier rather than later. Drop off paper and goodies before trainer shopping ...... "I'm low on Bailey's" she declares as I produce the weekly 'dose' of advocaat ...... "But never mind, I'll be going to the shop in a bit anyway." At which point this puppet's strings well and truly snapped ..... Karen, x PS: Shame the food I take doesn't disappear at the same rate as the alcohol!