Loyal cats, laughing cats
Faster than expected improvement after last night's torments. I finally got to sleep at about 4, and spent the day soldered to the gold sofa tinkering with bits and pieces, and by the end of the day could walk without yelping. Calliope did not leave my side all day. The loyalty of cats is underestimated.
Betty and John here this morning before they set off back to London. FaceTime with Mum, notes from Richard and Jane this evening. Lately returned from Tuscany, Mr Fleming is now about to launch himself into cyberspace. Early to bed tonight, mercifully pain free, reading bits of The Folklore of Guernsey by Marie de Garis to Lorraine. It's enough to make a cat laugh, as the old islanders say.
Betty and John here this morning before they set off back to London. FaceTime with Mum, notes from Richard and Jane this evening. Lately returned from Tuscany, Mr Fleming is now about to launch himself into cyberspace. Early to bed tonight, mercifully pain free, reading bits of The Folklore of Guernsey by Marie de Garis to Lorraine. It's enough to make a cat laugh, as the old islanders say.
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