I feel a bit bad about that, but I have not been a well boy and have had THAT cough and cold symptom virus
Fingers crossed the hacking cough is well and truly on the way out, but does remind me that it was and still is looming.
By checking that she was still up for it, well enough and had not have second thought about it during our six times a week phone conversations, I decided that it was safe to cancel her care visits and meal deliveries.
I arrived in London to pick her up on Friday morning and among the first words I heard were "I don't think I will come down".
I don't react very well to this sort of bombshell these days, but it took many negotiating skills and some pure bloody mindedness on my part to explain that once the care has been cancelled, the only options open to me would be for Mum to come down as planned or for me to travel up to London each day to attend to her.
In the end, she came down and although it was quiet she seemed to enjoy it.
On 7 March I was at The Roundhouse in Chalk Farm to see The Unthanks. The concert was very special and performances sublime.
On 27 March, it was off to Concorde 2 in Brighton to see Aussie songstress Courtney Barnett. I have been looking forward to seeing her since I first heard her single "History Eraser" about a year ago. The show did not disappoint.
A little more painfully, I paid the balance of my Glastonbury Festival ticket. I am beginning to feel the excitement - as James said the other day, "You will now officially be a Glastonbury Veteran".
We have had Cub Pack Leader meetings to try to sort out the programme for next term. It looks like we are putting the "Out" in Scouting.