Limpy

A friend of mine was having an operation today, and was told he shouldn't be alone the first night, so asked if he could move in for a few days. Of course.

He then phoned me after the op, and said he was on the way. Another friend was bringing him, and I was preparing to be a nurse. Haha, got a skype saying he was delayed, was out drinking with a group of people.

Anyway, he finally arrived, limping on crutches, and completely sober so no worries.

I had of course prepared the bed by hoovering like crazy to get rid of cat hair, putting a duvet at the foot of the bed to prevent the cats from hiding under it. Closed doors don't work here, unless you want to put up with a lot of miaowing.

Like that worked!