Non Event

Sunday 3rd November 2013
The expected huge storm and associated high winds didn't happen up here in the north. We reckon that all the fuss was because it happened in the south, which is where it really matters. Well, that's the impression we get listening to the national news.
Cath's frozen shoulder got worse during Monday, and on Tuesday she already had a booked appointment with the quack. He gave here some gell to put on it, and over the week it has steadily improved.
On Wednesday I had an appointment for a minor MOT, all was as well as could be expected. Blood pressure good, but as always lung function a bit poor. In fact she told me that the machine reckoned my breathing age to be 90! Oh well, I'm still vertical. She gave me another inhaler to try.
Wednesday also saw us looking after No. 1 grandson. It's half term so the family pitches in while Liz and Damon have to go out and earn the bread.
Monday and Tuesday it was Grandad John who did the duty, and it was our turn on Wednesday. We decided to take him to a children's play at the West Yorkshire Playhouse here in Leeds. He's a bit of a fan of Charlie and Lola, the stars of a TV programme and some books. The play was wonderfully done, and he thoroughly enjoyed his time.
More boats have arrived at the moorings here. There's and interesting coincidence on the end two pontoons. Two boats, side by side, one called Rebekah and the other Rebecca. What are the chances of that happening.
Earlier in the week the river had dropped enough for the gates to our dock to be reopened, but this morning they have once again been shut, and there are high level warnings out for the Aire and Calder as far as Ferrybridge.