Goodbye to Claudia and Jonas

Claudia and Jonas leaving this morning. We had breakfast and Lorraine drove us to Seaford Library. Lots of hugs between Claudia and Lorraine. I went with them on the 12x and saw them onto the coach to Heathrow. Fond farewells with both of them. I'd really enjoyed their visit, and I hope they did too. They had a long coach trip, and hanging about in airports and flight, and at least two hours on the others side to look forward to.

I meanwhile, hurried off to  Cass Art and bought some more drawing paper, and a few coloured pencils, then took myself to the cafe I used to go into when I was working on A Guernsey Double for a sentimental  coffee. A really rude server, however, who conducted a conversation with someone through me, as if I were invisible. I also bought a cinnamon swirl (she carefully dug out the smallest one) and  sparkling water. Sat down sipped the coffee and bit into the pastry, which contained unadvertised almonds in it and made my mouth feel funny. Sluiced it out with the water, which was still and not sparkling, and felt laughed at myself (after checking I wasn't dying of anaphylactic shock) for feeling so peevish about it.

Home and a chat with Lorraine before she went off to spend the afternoon with Beth and Enzo. I went for a walk and consulted the I Ching later about my MS, and incredibly clearly counselled not rushing, and needing to feel I was in the right place.

An evening with Andrew and Patrick, listening to all kinds of music, chatting about politics and so on, and also having the England game on silently in the second half, so watched them complete a five nil away win to Serbia. A good night. 

Home slightly after midnight. Lorraine snoozing happily.