Meeeowww

A trip into Skibbereen today to see Dr Ann, the eye specialist. She pronounced I was a good gurlll (Cork accent) and that I was looking much better thanksbetogod! She then proceed to examine my poor eye thoroughly and said that I was not out of the woods but things were looking up and I needed much nurturing, more drops and 6 months worth of vitamin C. I am a bit fed up with drops I have to confess but I will be good. And now I have the neuralgia thingy - little stingy pains trailing around my cheeks accompanied by itchiness and quite a lot of grumpiness. 
Still, this derelict cottage in the middle of Skib made me smile with its new coat of vibrant red, plus decorated window.
Wet and cold but we are eating strawberries, doing crosswords and taking damp strolls around the garden. Sad to tell you that Fineen has disappeared. I haven't seen her for 5 weeks now. But Fergal has suddenly appeared having not seen him since January so goodness knows what's going on.
Backblip: Kitchen Cove