Grandad is back in hospital again. His legs are swollen so much that he can barely walk, and the doctor suspects heart failure.
Hope nan is okay =(
I'm re reading North and South, and while I'm falling in love with the book all over again, I'm also remembering how much I can't stand Mr Hale at the start:
"We're leaving our idyllic country life for reasons I'll vaguely hint at but never specify. In two weeks. You can handle all the arrangements, can't you? Right, I'm off for the day. By the way, can you tell your mother? Bye!"