Thought the rain was over, but not quite it seems. Refer to radar map and see that it is streaming darkly up the coast of the Middle East, from Egypt through Gaza and northwest Syria into Turkey with only stray blobs of deep colour hitting Cyprus. Rain stops but mist continues partially obscuring the mountains.
Find totally unfamiliar young black and white cat sleeping happily on a cushioned chair on the deck. Then “our” cats return. Marmalade, as is her nature, serenely unperturbed. Yowl utterly enraged and says so. Repeatedly when he finds no sympathetic audience.
Pick up supplies at the supermarket with the best veg. Also cheese, chicken, tonic, wine. S spots a bottle of blood orange gin at same price as the wine. We examine it. Reputable British firm, distilled in Russia. Fortunately am opposed to government imposed sanctions, which have a poor record of achieving intended effects and an appalling record of hurting the most vulnerable, so we’ll give it a try. Oh yes, and cat food of course.
Stop for a meal at a Filipino restaurant. Tempura vegetables very good. And finish with deep fried ice cream - a first, although S says it’s usually served hot, a la baked Alaska and this has obviously had a freezer sojourn after the deep frying. Good, though.
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