This morning Droushia was swathed in an lovely cooling early morning mist which was soon burned off by the sun but whilst it lasted it was fabulous to sit outside and feel the chill on my overnight parched skin. With Mr Boo having a taste of freedom I wanted to ensure he was home in one piece and untroubled by the other cats. He was, phew, what a relief - all cats accounted for and all cats fed I could return to bed for a short while with my coffee and tablet and ease myself into the day.

Sonia is really making remarkable progress seeing as how her stroke was caused by a bleed which is the worst kind. Her left side is still affected but she is being really good with her physio and given time it looks like she will make a good recovery - she is aiming for 90% and with her determination will get there.
It was a fortuitous visit because Gillian and David are going to the Romeo and Juliet ballet in Chloraka tonight. Mum was supposed to be going with Sue but Sue felt it prudent to cancel because having recently sustained a heart attack she was concerned about sitting in the amphitheatre in this heat.
I was able to introduce Mum to Gillian and now Mum will have someone to sit with which is good news and it means someone will be able to use the ticket that Sue had purchased.



Bambos does good souvla and Sheila had ordered chicken and chips but inevitably it came with a host of other stuff so we had salad and dips to start and then an aubergine dish with fetta, chicken chips and a courgette and sweet pepper dish. Cake and fruit for afterwards. Sylvia put in one of her overly enthusiastic appearances to see the Laydeeeees - Hallo lovely Laydeeeeeees!
There were about 14 of us I think and it we spent a nice couple of hours chatting and eating under the shade of the big old walnut tree in the courtyard. We have lost a couple of ladies as they have moved and we are about to lose another one who is returning to the UK - it is always quite sad to say goodbye to people even though we might only catch up over a ladies lunch.


We were joined up on the roof by three of the cats - Boris was too busy making the most of his new found freedom.
This was a Gin-Gin Ginger-fest of the highest order. Whenever we go up onto the roof the cats always like to join us. It was much cooler last night - really really pleasant which bodes well for tomorrow when we have our next Drouseian Day Out.
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