I'll jump in here and continue if I may. Friday, my daughter dropped her dog off to stay and, despite my ribs and the Hypersensitivity, he is still the only thing - living or inanimate - I can bear touching me. He laid behind my legs all night.

Saturday, I got to spend 4 happy hours with my Granddaughter, 17 months old and in a great mood despite the teething.

Problems now they have gone, obviously, but those who know me realise my pleasure is fleeting - and extra special for that.

Dave.