I had a bonus, if blustery, 25 mile bike ride today courtesy of my stepson and family’s brief first visit of the year to see his Mam. They were late as usual but said that they thought they could manage to look after her for 2 hours. Off they went to the Biscuit Factory whilst I headed up the Tyne valley. I had been home maybe 15 minutes when they brought her back. That was their entire visit (so far as we were concerned) and they are now on the way back to London. At least they made the effort but, as she doesn’t remember that they have been and is unclear who they are, they (like me) may be wondering why.