Back in Leeds for a flying visit. Dad’s much perkier than I expected – he’s tired and short of breath, but really rather chipper. His Mac’s less sickly than feared, too, the only problem being an air gap in the mains cable. Remedy: plug it back in again. I’m posting from it now, so it seems to be working.
But I’m being rude to my mother by conversing with a PowerBook rather than her, so I’ll go now.