Today I visited Mrs D and found her in relatively good spirits, just bothered by the rather humid heatwave we've been having lately. She tells me it reminds her of the time she went to the States, to Oklahoma. She found it far too hot and preferred to say indoors if she could help it. She says that one day while over there, they were out and she felt something grabbing her back, kind of claws clutching on to her. She was so frightened, she didn't say anything to anyone and, as they were just entering into a restaurant, she thought that people would start screaming once they noticed whatever was attached to her back... But nothing happened, nobody reacted at all! Eventually, the misterios thing let go and she was able to carry on as normal! A freaky story from Mrs D this time, and she and I will never know what that was, or indeed, if it was at all.