My plans have taken a swift turn about.
My Dad text to say he's in hospital, he had a heart attack 3 days ago and didn't want to be a bother but he could do with clean clothes and the neighbours been very nice but it seemed an imposition

Also that he's had enough and feels fine so was thinking of doing a two finger salute and leaving

So I've booked the first available flight home tomorrow morning.
I sent him a text about being at high risk of a stroke until the heart stuff is sorted and he's not the sort of person who want's help to wipe his bum so just grin and bear it.
He appreciates honest language and said "In that case I'll swallow ever pill they offer"

Phew.
Better go pack!