Sunday is a day of rest - right? Wrong!
Yesterday morning was taken up with my counselling course. OK no problem there.
At 12.30 Keith picked me up as we were going to Bradford to see elder son and his family. At 12.35 elder daughter rang in a panic asking if we could possibly 'pop in on the way' to pick up a mobile phone that he absolutely had to have for today. No problem there either except that elder daughter lives in Sheffield, so it's not exactly on the doorstep!
Oh the agonies of decision making! Say yes, and Keith had lots of extra driving to do (not that he was complaining, I hasten to add!), which I would feel guilty about, say no and elder daughter would have to make the journey herself after doing an 80 hour week for the NHS, which I would feel guilty about! (There is a pattern emerging here!)
In the end, we went to Sheffield and then to Bradford!