Day After

I've been left alone with the leftovers.

Dr D and the Terrible Teens are away to Bayreuth to visit the Teens' grandparents (Dr D's former in-laws).

Leo is in a care home. Dementia. Gisela is in hospital. The final stages of terminal lung cancer.

Let's be thankful for what we've got, right?

I went for a long walk after breakfast. The weather is much nicer, but still grey and more "October in Scotland" than "Christmas in Bavaria".

I don't know where everyone is, but in almost 2 hours I only passed 4 people and a horse. At least the horse provided a Blip. Very cheery rider - maybe a hip flask under that big coat, or riding off a boozy lunch.