Have had some pretty big leg surgery and have ended up both non-weight bearing for 6 weeks & confined to a hospital bed in the lounge (wasn’t part of the plan!). DH has been fab but has to go back to work tomorrow (daytime telly is a bit dull) and I feel a bit melancholy. I’d welcome any ideas to save my sanity tomorrow or any jokes/funny anecdotes to pull me out of a glum patch 