Just checked my email - two more long long emails, one all about middle son, and whether xh should help him buy an apartment!! and which bus he should take on a forthcoming city trip [as if I should know] and another asking my advice on who should he should vote for as head of his old university. For some reason he gets a vote in this . . . . but this is the man that refused point blank two weeks ago to allow his lawyer to forward a piece of paper to a financial institution. It makes me want to lie down with a damp towel on my head
