Dad emailed me yesterday to say he'll be making an unplanned trip to the UK. His flight leaves on Sunday. He'd been in contact with Gran's home; they said things were looking bleak. He did book a last-minute trip over there at the end of 201o. That time she recovered before he stepped on the plane - he rebooked his flight - but I'm less optimistic now.
I met Danielle again at the tramping club. Someone gave a talk on a trek they did a year ago that took in Mt Aspiring. Unfortunately Danielle left before the talk - she seemed interested only in signing up for trips; I couldn't encourage her to stay. Whether I'm anywhere near organised enough - or practical enough - to do any sort of overnight trip I really don't know.