My wife and I are driving to Chesterfield to visit her grandmother today, so we are up early (again) to get ourselves organised and get the journey underway before too much of the day elapses. We take the dog with us, and Christmas presents and cards from various family members (as well from us). We make reasonable progress considering that we stopped for half an hour en-route to eat (at McDonald’s) and give the dog a chance to stretch her legs, arriving at the care-home just after lunchtime. We spend an all too brief couple of hours chatting to my wife’s granny, and then leave for the drive back home. We arrive back in Southrepps at around 9.30pm, having stopped along the way for a bite to eat (at MacDonald’s, again) and to give the dog her dinner as well. I’m aching from being cooped up in the car for so long, and feel exhausted from having had a busy weekend, so I expect to be recovering for the next day or two.