Saturday 28 April 2018

A difficult day...

I am beginning to dread phonecalls on a Sunday morning - today we were notified that two long-term friends in Cyprus had passed away unexpectedly - it was devastating and shocking news that rocked our world once again.  This is not the time nor the place for details but rest in peace dear friends now that you are freed from the shackles of this world and our hopes are that you are together forever in a better place.


We had arranged to take Mum to lunch in one of Dad's most favourite places today and with the terrible news from this morning we went down to be with Mum earlier than we had anticipated but it seemed the right thing to do.

It was a beautiful day and we appreciated the sanctuary that is the Magic Garden.  Life goes on for all those of us who are left behind and we are learning to treasure these moments and not take anything for granted.

Dad loved this garden - he brought Michael plants and cuttings and in return would come home with something in exchange to be nurtured and planted in Emba.

We arrived a little early and for the most part were the only ones there - this is a double edged sword - we love the feeling of exclusivity but for the establishment to continue it clearly needs more trade - it would be terrible for it to close.

Coming out from little more than a domestic kitchen is some fabulous food and Michael and his wife are charming hosts - nothing is too much trouble.

We positioned ourselves in the shade of one of the brollies - it was a day when full sun was just a little too hot but the wind coming up from the valley below still had an edge to it.  We forget that we are only in April and in previous years this would have seen us sitting indoors with our jumpers on.  Mum feels the cold but she seemed to be ok today.


I had opted to drive today so John kept Mum company with a small carafe of wine and we had the most delicious meals.  I opted for something light and was not disappointed by my salmon although there was rather a lot of it - John was delighted that there was shin of beef as a special - I had had it there once before and he always said if it came up on the menu again he would have it.


We made the very best of a difficult day and were thankful that we were there together - as we are learning we can still raise a glass and a laugh even on the darkest of days.

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