Plus ça change...

By SooB


Our local hospital has a rather grand entrance, and a beautiful main quad - somewhat marred by the number of cars allowed in there. A fine gnarly olive tree raises the tone.

In amongst a busy busy, tick tick tick, kind of a work day, we did some focussed errands in town. I settled up for my excellent care last week (and was again told off - kindly - for not having the paid for healthcare I am entitled to here), and popped to the Post Office, where I met everyone I knew and was late to meet Mr B.

Later, more work, a long conversation about the age appropriateness of Orange is the new Black, and giggling at how Joey (the rabbit) licks his foot if you stroke his ear.

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