Thankfully my grandad's condition wasn't terminal. We had him snuggled up in a bed last night, with a hot water bottle at his feet and a bowl by his side, which he did have to use in the night as well as the morning. But after all his sickness he had a glass of water and felt sufficiently recovered to go back home. Sugared and salted peanuts, we think, were the cause.
There has also today been something of an interesting development, viz. it has been discovered that between yesterday and today the registration plate from the front of our car has been either pinched or by some other means become detached from our car. It's lost either way so we've ordered another, and in the mean time dad has made another one out of cardboard and permanent black marker to do the job until the replacement arrives.
