We went to Stonehenge today. The sky was grey, the wind was howling, and it was absolutely freezing, but, happily (if weirdly), Bobby's mum seemed to love the experience. To the extent that she walked around the stones a second time, and hasn't stopped talking about Stonehenge since. (The rest of us dutifully walked around once, then lurked in the gift shop till she was done. In our defence, we have listened to the audio-guides before...and today our fingers were too numb to work them anyway.)

Bobby's mum will be leaving on Tuesday evening. In some ways it feels as though she's only just arrived; in other ways it feels as though she's been here forever. We'll miss her when she goes, but it will be restful to have the house to ourselves again. We seem to have had family staying with us for ages; before Bobby's mum arrived at the beginning of December we'd had his nephew and wife for a couple of weeks, plus my parents on and off. So some time to ourselves will be good.

I'll be taking Ems to the endocrinologist tomorrow afternoon; just a check-up. It'll be interesting to get proper height and weight measurements - I think she's now almost as tall as I am. Pretty cool, considering that without GH she was predicted a height of 4ft6 or 7.