Thinking of Ethan

FaceTime with Toby this evening, who was striding about in sunny Chicago and telling me how everyone was after Ethan's untimely death. A tremendously sad business, as Ethan had touched the lives of an amazing number of people in the school he taught in, and in his community. He was very well known and will be missed. It seems, however, that he died peacefully in his sleep, which of all the ways to go, is probably the best.

Also spoke to Mum who said Betty in Guernsey was now being looked after full time in a hospice. It was good she got to spend some time with her when we were last over.  Mum sad about this, having had a string of unpleasant news this year.

In lesser news, my ankle became excruciatingly painful to step on, and throbbed painfully. Not the weekend I had planned and as a consequence spent much of the day in bed, unable to help Lorraine  do things to prepare the house for sale, and then making a delicious chicken, olives and lemon tagine supper and a tarte tatin made with pears. Rosie and Anton who popped around for their teas and stayed for a few hours chatting which was nice. Creeping agonisingly off to bed not long after they left.

Below Toby, Romy and Ethan playing Starfarers of Catan a few years ago.