Morning on his own

This morning I had rehearsal followed by the theatre workshop, and before I left, I got a call from the agency that the aide had called out sick.  So, David was alone for the morning.  He did very well and when I got home, he was playing scrabble and watching TV.  All was well.  We had a visit in the afternoon with Lynda, which was great.  We stayed in the whole day, because the weather was so unpredictable – one minute pouring rain, and then sunny.

The owner of the apartment is trying to rent it for when we leave, and the agent had a showing today.  We watched an episode of Foyle’s War, then the blog and Garrison, and off to bed.