Our lovely Chelsea Pensioner friend, Grandad P, is proper poorly.
The kind of poorly that means a week or more in hospital,
with numerous and onerous out-patient appointments still to come.
I was able to visit him for two hours this afternoon.
He left me in awe of his cheerfulness,
his ability to befriend both patients and staff alike in no time at all
and his refusal to allow the talk to be all about him.
Prayers and positive thoughts would be appreciated.