Cecílio and Ermelinda were determined we'd go to theirs for lunch today; I think probably C knows it's needed for E's mental health. We have all been very careful, but still... difficult in these times to know what is the most LOVING thing to do. In the end, Mike said we couldn't go to theirs, but they could come to ours, as here, we could have a through draught, with the window and door open, and the fire lit for warmth, so they agreed to that, but C insisted he was making the main course - feijoada de chocos (bean and cuttlefish stew). I made apple and pear crumble for dessert, which they'd never had, though, as I said, not a crumble my Grandma would have recognized, as made with oats, sunflower seeds, ground almonds, honey and melted butter.
- C insisting on leaving the remains of the feijoada, will do us for at least three meals!
- eating together again, it really is life giving, especially as now our internet is being so awful, we couldn't even see our church's Livestreams, or FT the family properly
- bits of sun, as in this photo; our batteries are very low