flexible

Original plan for yesterday.
Drop S with my sister.
Volunteer in charity shop but leave earlier than normal .
Go home and meet mum and S there.
Be dropped into town by sister and take train to Salisbury to collect T who has been staying with Grandma since Sunday.
Everyone to go to coffee shop for merry Christmas cuppa!
Then return train to town where we meet G after work and grab something to eat before briefly returning home before going to see the wind in the willows.

What actually happened.
Woke up S to find she had been sick in her bed during the night.

Erring on side on caution in case S had some bug/virus type thing....
Rang C to cancel looking after S.
Rang charity shop to explain unable to go in.
Rang mum who said she would sit with S whilst I collected T alone.
Rang Grandma to explain new situation. I would arrive in Salisbury at 2.24 and leave on 2.48. This would co-incide with D's arrival from London and so one trip to station for Grandma.
Rang G to cancel meeting for meal after work. Explained I would pop to supermarket and pick something up once back in town after collecting T.
Due to unexpected time at home got some wrapping done.
Mum arrived and I took bus to train station.
Train delayed and so arrived in Salisbury 5 minutes after I was due to leave again with T.
With just over half an hour to the next train we went to cafe at station and had a chat with Grandma, drank hot chocolate and saw D who arrived for Christmas in Salisbury on her delayed train from Waterloo.
Text G and asked him to go to supermarket as now I wouldn't have time.
Giggled with T until we cried as we thought a brown scarf on the parcel shelf of the train was a teddy bear. It was one of those 'you had to be there' moments!
Met G in town as he was still in town after having spent 20 minutes queueing in supermarket.
All arrived home to find S well and happy.
Ate very unhealthy but very quickly prepared meal and then all 5 of us went to theatre to watch the wind in the willows and a jolly good time was had by all!

It would seem we are all recovering from our reindeer antlers, I mean antics, but now it has affected Tilly.



Merry Christmas!