This period appropriately enough has been 'interesting' so on one level I am pleased that my blog has raised so much interest, but inevitably I am reminded of the ancient Chinese curse
"May you live in interesting times."
My mother is stuggling in the new nursing home. She has finally realised she is bedbound and is finding it very distressing.
The Jag is OK - except it now has a couple of scratches down one side - somehow garnered while I was out running in the woods around Brussels - but it is trivial... I hesitate to mention it in the likelihood of "Plan F" but it is a thread I've started so I need to finish; so assuming the 'Shaguar' behaves itself there will be no further posts about it.
On the other hand my mother is failing to behave or respond positively to her new surroundings and is therefore likely to be the subject of a lot more angst and potentially more posts - but there is (in all likelihood, soon) a time where I don't think it will be appropriate to post any more here about her sad position.

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