Saturday.

Today started with an early morning phone call from Tricia. She needed me at the house. Our extremely handsome son George had a severe nosebleed, and Tricia cannot deal with the sight of blood, even the tiniest amount is liable to send her into a dead faint.

Of course I went immediately to see what I could do to help, but everything was under control when I arrived. EHS George was sat up in bed, a blood stained towel held to his nose and following the instructions from the first aid book.

Sitting on EHS George's bed in the company of Tricia, three cross bred terriers, and two cats, I attempted to do my reassuring presence impression. To be honest I think it was my presence alone that was needed, more than any imagined expertise. I am always pleased to be there when they need me. It is usually in times of some sad news or minor emergency, and just occasionally when something more majorly disruptive happens, which thankfully is not too often. But there are also times when some happy event draws the three of us back together too.

I love these moments of togetherness, when we feel like a normal family again, even if it is for just a short while.

Some people do remark sometimes on this relationship that Tricia and I have. They find it hard to understand. But we are still the best of friends and it seems natural enough to us to help each other when we can, and I am sure that EHS George enjoys the fact that we can all be together happily.

Being a past master at somehow managing to ruin relationships from within, it is almost certainly down to Tricia's easy going nature that something good has been salvaged from what could have so easily become just another broken relationship. Sometimes it is good to count ones blessings.

Extremely handsome son George has been suffering from a cold and the nose bleed it seems was from over vigorous blowing. He is all right now.

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My lovely daughter Jodie came to visit again today. It is so wonderful to be back in touch. Granddaughter Maisie couldn't come as she spends weekends with her Dad. Maisie and I have texted a few times. I am pleased to say I am not to be called Granddad. She calls me DC. I do believe it stands for Daddy Cool. It may be that I chose this name, but she seems to think it suits me. What are you laughing for?

Jodie brought her new Labrador puppy with her. The pups name is Skye. She has a very impressive pedigree and comes from a long line of champion gun dogs. Not that she will be trained to the gun, as she is intended purely as a family pet. I am looking forward to many long, and happy walks with them both, and I think Sadie the German Shepherd and Skye the Labrador will become good friends. Here are some photos.