Final Entry

Apologies for the late updates for the last couple of days but I had problems with the downloads from the hotel for some reason.
We arrived in London Heathrow at just before 5.30am, Saturday 13th January (please ignore some of the dates that are coming up at the head of each log as they are wrong. The correct dates are ones in the actaul log entry). By the time we got through customs, we had time for a coffee before Dave arrived a;long with Lucy who had asked if she could go with him. We got a big hug from Lucy in the carpark before returning home. We had been so loooking forward to the new bathroom but this quickly turned into a disppointment when I first saw it as I was led to believe it was finished but there were lots of finishing touches still to do.
I spoke to my Dad who sounded awful. He didn't appear to 'with it' at all but he said that he had taken a steroid tablet and would be better as the afternoon wore on. We went to the football match and after calling the blog, missingswindonmatch.com, maybe I should have re-named it as I was home in time for the game against Swindon and din't miss it after all thanks to Dave bringing me home from London in time for kick-off. It was a good game, a 2-2 draw. I took Dave and his sons home and Peter and I went to see Dad as I was concerned about him after the earlier phonecall. He looked dreadful, almost grey and could hardly speak due to being so breathless. He kept insisting that the steroid would kick in eventually despite it being 4am when he took it. I suggested that he should go to hospital but he wasn't too keen on the idea. We eventually persuaded him that he would be better off in hospital and he agreed to go. He was unable to even walk to the car and we had to call an ambulance. He is currently in the Halifax Infirmary being looked after.
I later checked the central heating boiler and noticed that the water pressure was well down almost to bar zero. I topped it up a little but it still didn't seem to be registering. On Sunday morning there was water leaking through the kitchen ceiling. I called Steve, the bathroom fitter who had to remove some of the kitchen ceiling to try and locate the leak. Whilst he was convinced that it would be from the shower waste pipe to the main waste, I was convinced that the central heating was the cause due to the lack of pressure in the system. With a large hole now evident in the ceiling, he located the leak....from a new connecting pipe leading to the new bathroom radiator !. Once fixed, we cleaned all the debris and threw it into the skip that is sat outside my garage door. Steve said he wasn't aware that we had a third car in the garage which I can't get out. Fortunately I can use Kath's for work tomorrow and we can call the skip hire company to remove the offending skip.
A plasterer will be coming tomorrow to re-board the ceiling and skim it, and there we were, thinking it would be complete by the time we got home. It may be later this week !
Thanks for reading the blog, we hope you have enjoyed it as much as we have enjoyed the holiday. Back to work tomorrow and this will soon be a dim and distant memory.

A & K