A&E

 We had a nice, lazy start to the day. There was nothing significant on the schedule; we could just please ourselves.

Diane pottered around, but was interrupted by Zoe calling for a long chat. In the end, it was nearly midday before she managed to get upstairs to wash and dress. I, meanwhile, had settled in the study. I fiddled some more with the NetAlertX monitor and completed the documentation for its build. I then set about installing (via Docker) a product called "PiHole". This sits on the home network and takes over the role of DNS server, but in doing so, it checks a list of blocked domains and discards any data from them. This has the effect of discarding the vast majority of advertisements that usually populate many websites. Once installed, I tested it from the MacBook and iPad and also Diane's iPad. I will leave it for a day or so, and assuming no problems arise, I will implement it across the home network. With that finished, I documented it, then performed a full system backup of "snowyowl".

During the afternoon, Di pottered in the garden while I had some Kindle time.

As we were finishing dinner, we got a call from Maureen (our neighbour). Could we take Chris to A&E? Well, of course. The trouble was I had had a couple of beers, so Di had to do the driving. Chris (who had had significant surgery a couple of years back) was in absolute agony. We got him to the hospital as quickly as we could and wheeled him into A&E. As soon as he was taken through (as an emergency) we left, giving Maureen instructions to call us when she was ready to come home.

Back home, we settled down and watched the World Cup football and several follow-on programs. In the end, it was gone 1 o'clock before Maureen was ready to come home. They were going to operate on Chris, and there was nothing she could do until morning. She had called one of their sons, and he was coming down to be with her overnight and take her back to the hospital tomorrow. We climbed in the car and collected Maureen to bring her home. 

It was nearly 2 o'clock before we got to bed, but at least Chris was in good hands, and Maureen was safely home.