Know better than to complain about heat in the sun, as it's frigid in northern Ontario and won't be as warm as this in Malta, let alone London. But when we meet for coffee give serious, if brief, thought to choosing ice cream (excellent here) or beer instead of Greek coffee. In fact M does have beer, which comes with a large dish of nuts, and despite our having ordered only two coffees, there's a plate with three chocolate biscuits. Not much saving of calories by forgoing the ice cream.
Quite a lot of plastic bags plus a very fat book of Lillian Beckwith's Hebridean memories to the animal shelter charity shop. When they have to buy the bags there's less money for dog food and we're pleased to have something to do with the excess other than pollute the environment.
Then home to begin packing up after three months. Five boxes get to stay. Everything else comes with us or is given away or ditched. A bonus, of sorts, is that we're now using a hotel microwave as ours gave up the ghost this winter. Which means that we can keep using it until the last minute rather than packing it away. Down to say goodbye to Kiki in reception as she won't be on again until after we've gone. Hugs and a gift. She's brought us some halloumi and five huge lemons from her tree. Beautiful lemons and so kind - but impossibly heavy to add to the suitcase.
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