I'd bought mum her Christmas present - the new Who do you think you are? book.
And then m'stepdad goes and gets her a subscription to the Who do you think you are? magazine, and guess what comes as a free gift with the subscription?
Then this morning, I was converting one of my tapes (Hely-Hutchinson's Carol Symphony, specifically, which I'd thought had gone missing but then surfaced when I was tidying up a few weeks ago) to mp3, but there's lots of crackle and drop-out - I think it must have been the power lead for the tape player being a bit loose, simple to rectify, but it means having to do it all over again.
On the bright side - seeing Sarah tonight. Wa-hey! And work is busy, just the way I like it, sorting out the pharmacy rotas for the holiday period.
Sarah seems to have succumbed to the pre-Christmas lurgi that's going around. This means, essentially, that I won't be going up to see her tonight, and from the sound of it most likely not tomorrow either. (I said I would, but she said 'tis not a good idea.)
*sends her get well soon hugs & vibes*