It was crazy - the calls started at 0830 and continued until the early afternoon. During the calls, instant messages were splashing onto the screen in an almost continuous stream. Fortunately the MUTE button allowed the Gorse Fox the luxury of an occasional scream, and also to greet the guy who came to fit some new tyres on the car, and the plumber who came to fix a problematic cistern.
An unplanned trip was required late afternoon - the Silver Vixen had a sore eye, and on discussion with the local pharmacist was told to go straight to the GP. Drops and tablets acquired we will monitor for improvement over night.
Silver Vixen is off to meet with her coven this evening so GF will have some quiet time with Jasper the cat and a glass of cabernet sauvignon.
334 days, and counting.