If I thought I was escaping stress by leaving Bangkok and the possible floods, I was wrong.
In four days I have ridden in two ambulances and spent a total of twelve hours in casualty. (My Dad is now out of hospital; my Mum still in…)
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen autumn in England. When we arrived ten days ago it was mild; the sky was blue and the leaves rich and russet. In the last few days it’s turned damp. Last night, when I walked across the hospital car park, I felt a sharp sting in my skin, the stirrings of winter.
Must get my gloves out.