Raining and pouring

So, no sooner does Toro gets his knee repaired (at least the shaft of his femur reattached to that knobbly end of it that is the upper half of the knee joint) than we get a call.

From the care home my mother now lives at.

She's had a fall, and been taken down to the Lister to check her knees. By the time that was done, it was getting late, so she spent last night there.

Pardon me if I look a bit distracted right now.