Jan’s off to Castleford to help with the Granddaughter so I have to do things.
I’ve had to feed and muck out the horses, walk the dogs, sort the Basil and various pepper seedlings out, walk to pub and back.
Feed dogs, myself (fish poached in a rather nice homemade prawn sauce with new potatoes and peas) and resident son who has just arrived backed from Castleford (whiskey and cheese toasties) where Jan had relieved him from his fatherly duties while he works down here.
We once lost an interview candidate in the toilet - he was found across the other side of the campus, weeping. He was found holding a small cube of wood, muttering how the whole world was inside this cube…yes for real…we had to call the doctor, from our on oncampus GP, he was taken to hospital and sectioned…