Darling father has gone home by coach.
He is going from Leeds coach station to Cheshire - taking the route that has been the worst affected by snow. I couldn't persuade him to stay.
I worry so much. It is not just an extremely iffy journey. He said he HAD to get back. It was non negotiable. It is like he didn't have a choice. He has happily stayed longer before.
I suppose I need to stop worrying, darling father has been on this world so long now, he must know what he is doing. But I am not sure that he does.
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