This morning I connect the phone back up and call Nan. She's in a panicked state and told me she's been calling all night and since the early morning. The reason? Mum's called her.
Mum's called her not to ask about how I am, but to give me information. That information could be summarised by saying she's not taken enough spending money and I can bail her out with £150.
I'll send her money but not the full amount. Given a third of that amount will be drinking money, I'll ensure to send between £100 and £150, depending how I feel and how quickly I find Mum's banking information and how much it slows down my getting to work.
So yes, I should be getting ready for work but am typing this. I just wanted to get it said before I go. And I really need to brush my hair somewhat before I leave this house.
Update: No, I need to wash it before I go. It's more tangential than I.
