This morning I finished reading Kazuo Ishiguro’s ‘A Pale View of Hills’, and after lunch published
Later, I carried out a dead-heading stint. Dillon came down to let me know he was ready to help me move the long low Chinese oak cabinet from the Safari Suite bedroom to our sitting room for collection by Oakhaven Hospice staff tomorrow.
We then discovered that, in his brief absence, Flo had moved it on her own.
All that was left for me was to empty it, find alternative places for its contents, including the ever increasing pile of items for other charity shops and our recycling bins,
and have it ready for tomorrow.
Elizabeth dropped in to give Flo and Dillon a booklet on the Hampshire Open Studios exhibition, to drink a cup of tea, and to eat a Tunnack’s tea cake.
This evening we dined on Tesco’s tasty Thai inspired Salmon and Cod fish cakes; Jackie’s flavoursome savoury rice; and peas and sweetcorn mix, with which the Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden, I finished the Shiraz, Dillon drank Thatcher’s cider, and Flo drank Ribena.