home visit

Manford came home for about five hours today--we had lunch (the sausages he has been craving), and watched basketball, read and rested in a very quiet house, except for Charlie, who was quite overjoyed to see him. The kids are having a good time in Napier, and due back tomorrow. I will spend my second night alone in the house, realizing it has been years--possibly 16--since this has happened. I guess I'm not alone, really; Charlie sleeps under the bed. Manford got around the house very well, and is eager to stay home in a few days. For now, we look forward to another visit tomorrow.