3 days to go. We are out for a walk and a bite in beautiful Richmond. The list of things to do shows no sign of diminishing, and each task completed gives birth to two others. Many won’t get done. But as I sample Austrian herbal lemonade in this outdoor German sausage restaurant in Richmond, the sense of resignation to greater forces has set in.
Paola has passed her photography course with distinction, which will hopefully mean that I take fewer of these ‘phone shots. Now I just need to get her camera fixed. That, and storage, and insurance, and banks, and a multitude of other tasks awaits tomorrow. But tomorrow is another day, and this evening is beautiful and deceptively calm. I think we will have mint tea. Next time I write, we will not be in England.