Listening to Frank Sinatra as I write - lovely. How wonderful it is to be able to listen so easily to music. I remember as a child having to turn on the record player and be careful not to dance too energetically or you made the record jump and it would be scratched. My dad loved to dance and we loved to dance with him. Even when he was quite poorly he still loved to dance - I have lovely memories of dancing with him in the garden of the care home. How precious are memories and how important to remember to take many opportunities to make memories with our children.

I sat last night with Ben as we bought a Reading festival ticket - he was so excited! It is lovely to see him happy again. He sings in the morning, a lovely way to be woken.

Today - dancing as I tidy!!! And a scan at the hospital - ho hum!