I've transferred the jigsaw from the table back onto the boards and am still working my way through the blues. I've got one section finished but I'm sure for every piece I fit another one breeds. The pile doesn't seem to be getting any smaller.
The third and final request for Thomas' summer fair. His class have been asked to take in sweets. I got 12 of these for £1.
I haven't seen Tom today but Mark has visited him. He's had a CT scan and we're just waiting for the results to come back. He seems to be sleeping better as well which can only be a good thing.
We've found a new series on Netflix called Lie to Me. There is a new case every episode and it's about a team of experts who can tell whether people are telling porkies by watching for 'micro expressions' - a quick raise of the eyebrow, twitch of the lips, shrug of the shoulders etc. Trouble is Mark thinks he's an expert now and is micro analysing everybody he talks to, including me. There'll be nothing micro about me bopping him on the nose if he carries on!