Rainy day, though J finds a clearish period to nip down to Lidl for provisions. Jane calls later in the morning to say she's had the op, but we get cut off so I text to wish her well. Late afternoon Bill calls from the hospital. He's rethinking coming out to dinner with us. So he comes over and fills us in. Three titanium pins and seems to be doing well.
Out to Vlachos where we meet up with Ailsa and Harry for dinner. We're early enough that there are still portions of lamb and chicken in the oven, so that's what we opt for, preceded by a village salad and vegetable meze and followed by fruit and small Greek pastries and coffee. Drink to Jane's health and recovery. One of the nicest things about Cypriot - and possibly all Mediterranean - restaurants is the lack of hurry. No one is in a hurry to hand us the bill after two hours. We'd have been welcome to sit there till midnight.
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