Sunday...Isaiah isn't easy to understand, is he?
On Friday I drove to Leeds to help my son with some building work. On Saturday he drove with me to Sunderland to put a new ceiling in my granddaughter's bedroom as well as seeing Juli off to Canada for a short break. I dropped Jon off in Leeds on my way back to Newark and, by the time I arrived home, realised that I'd left my camera in his kitchen and he'd left his blackberry in my car.
They drove over today for the exchange and we had a very pleasurable late lunch together.
If all goes well, tomorrow will see the arrival of our ninth grandchild. My prediction is for it to be a boy... I just feel it.
I was told last week that my job will become redundant in January.
How do I feel? Fine! So long as it's only the job and not me.
Weather has been crisp, clear, and is now warm. I feel alive and optimistic.
Here's to a bright future for the unborn and many more besides...you and me included.