Words Fail Me (almost)....Part 2

We collected my son from the hospital this afternoon looking a whole lot better than he did but still in pain and drugged up to the eyeballs. The forces of law and order are now on the case and the family has been thanking pretty much every deity they can think of that it was not any worse. He is now safely ensconced in his room with endless repeats of Top Gear to watch and a cocktail of mind altering substances that would not have been out of place at Woodstock.

Huge sighs of relief all round then.

I have broken with tradition slightly and so offer my apologies for not answering each and every comment on my last post. This is simply because we have been overwhelmed by the very kind thoughts, comments and offers of support that everyone has so generously extended to us all it seemed more appropriate to post our gratitude in this fashion rather than repeating it ad nauseam.

To each and everyone of you then, thank you very much indeed from all of us - it means an awful lot.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch....

Back to the rather less demanding world of wargames on the morrow methinks....;-)