8:30 pm Spoke to dad on phone. Mum went down for a scan mid morning Returned from scan to find her 'dinner' cold on the table. She was tired and hungry so dad went outside into Praed st. to get a ham roll...
As he told me this I felt sick.
NHS under pressure...but this beggars belief. Still like everyone keeps saying, she is in the 'best' place.

Me, no dinner. Obviously.

Time now 10:36. Waiting for Mr H. to get home. Better hurry up, his chips are almost burnt. And he has an early start in the morning.

I am wondering whether or not to go to London tomorrow, could take some food I suppose, Friday was supposed to be my London day but I'm in a bit of a pickle now.