Taste of Freedom

H was released from hospital this afternoon, and we celebrated by going to a rather good Greek restaurant in Caversham. Despite the fractures and swollen cheek, he is managing to chew again. Dolmades, halloumi and taramasalata all went down nicely, as did the moussaka and kataif that followed. It's so great that he's survived his brush with disaster, apparently without serious long-term damage, and is already planning to return to his interrupted exams. Now it's time for me to resume other responsibilities too... back to Preston tomorrow.