7th June: an English summer

The drain is now sorted and a clean dressing applied. The nurse has taped over the tube to stop the problem recurring and I feel reasonably confident it won't.

It has been a lovely sunny day so we have spent the afternoon at the beach hut where we sat reading, watching and listening to the waves sloshing carelessly against the groynes. I even paddled up to my knees, envying those who were swimming. The longing to plunge into the water is ever present but I have to be patient.


This evening we were invited to a party thrown by the Bembridge Wheelers. It was warm enough for us all to sit in the garden; a beautiful English summer's evening. As we walked back from Bembridge the sun was setting casting a golden glow over the watery landscape. Magic.








I have finally done a pastel for Paul as promised, of the dog 'Princess' that he looked after last winter. Hopefully there is a vague resemblance despite my lack of practice recently.