And this is the meal Dot had at Cookies – rather reminiscent of one we had at Langabaan in South Africa, though it lacked the exotic surroundings (no weaver bird nests or ostriches).

It’s been quiet: I’m taking a time to recover and still have a lot of cattarh and fuzziness. Tired, too. Nevertheless went to church yesterday and played guitar. I have an interesting lump on my lower right side which has been there for years, but is now much more prominent – sometimes. The Greens came round early evening with some white wine, and Dot cooked some excellent rock cakes. Had a really good conversation with them. The Greens, not the rock cakes.

The weather is not at all bad, and today Dot has gone to Metfield to see Barbara and maybe get a bit further with their Philosophy for Children project. I am still waiting for the hospital to ring about my biopsy, but I think I will go into the city later and pay in a cheque.