We are dreaming of warm summer afternoons with bright blue skies. Instead it is a dark winters Friday night and mum is tired of having heaters on and wearing layers of clothing. Mum is pleased to have the weekend off and a chance to get some rest. Her shoulder is sore, even a few days after injection, and busy days at work moving things about haven't helped. She tries not to not complain too much, as watching and reading the news things are pretty dire around the world. We are glad to be in our little bubble here, where life carries on pretty much as normal at the moment, but we all figure it can change so quickly.