We were That Family in the last-minute dash to school this morning, after DD misread exam e-mail (1:30 was the duration, not the start time).
Got her there before the start, thanks to phone call from admin. Felt like V Bad Mother for not double-checking her exam timetable. Luckily no harm done & she thinks it went well.
I'm starting to pick up the threads of all the stuff that's been neglected while I've been ill. Sciatica is back, though. I do feel about 10 years older but am hoping to claw some of that back.
One thing I've learned is that if I don't contact my sibs, for any reason, they won't contact me. Not hard to see how families become estranged after bereavement. Considering the time I spent listening to & supporting DSis2 when her dog was ill, let alone when she was, it's been an eye opener to learn that the concern isn't reciprocated. Likewise with DSis1 and her alcoholism. Suspect that it's in the big sister job description to be taken for granted but I've never felt so sad about it before. Good practice, maybe, for when DD starts to do the same 
Not all doom and gloom here though. I love the hot weather, sorry some people are suffering. I could happily live like this for nine months of the year. Not typically Scottish. And I sang in a beautiful concert on Saturday 