Nibby taking tea in London last year.
I am waiting for news, and anxiously hoping it will be good news.
Madeleine went to see her sister for the weekend. I sent her an email offering the flat in Barcelona for a recuperative stay, and she replied to say her sister, who is Dorothy's aunt, had been rushed into hospital and was very ill indeed.
I was hardly able to sleep last night - tossing and turning and wandering around the flat.
This is turning out to be a rather dismal month.
On a happier note - I had been unable to get hold of Nibby on the telephone - she eventually rang back - it seems she had spent her weekend partying and going to a wonderful concert, and was very happy indeed. I had been worried about the Australian fires.
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