After the cleaners
The apartment won't look like this tomorrow.....
A lazy day. I swam in the morning then finished my book before lunch. Gordon took me for lunch. We went downstairs to Fat Olive and had an enormous platter of tapas and a good chat.
In the afternoon I applied to be a Festival Volunteer and then we went to collect the girls. It was during the most amazing storm. We took their wellies do they could puddle jumper, which they did.
Then a lazy evening. Wen Hui was working late and at the time of writing the carry out hadn't arrived.
I'm quite tired, more from being awake, again, in the middle of the night to hear the results of Brexit votes. Where is it all going to end?