Ah well, here we are back at home with all the responsibilities and comforts thereof. It's been very cold and the house was freezing when we got back, but it's nice and snuggly now. C is tippy-tapping away preparing for a workshop she is giving at Mt Macedon tomorrow. I am paying bills. Doady and Linda are due back in Australia in about an hour, all being well. Kit is still laid up with his broken leg. I took him to see the orthopedic surgeon yesterday and thankfully all appears to be going as planned. Very piratical scar! Mama has taken to saying grace to herself before dinner but can't remember how to do the sign of the cross. Sadness, sadness. She doesn't look very well and her legs are in pretty bad shape. Sadness, sadness. I'm taking her to see Jenny Ross on Thursday. In the meantime, my new enterprise (along with C) is Tai Chi, which I've started in the hope of strengthening my limbs and calming my mind. Week 3 of my sick leave: I am slowly getting there.