Sunday, June 30, 2019

Still playing catch up. This is one of my favourite photos from the whole shebang. Me from blessed behind and they in the beautiful venue. 

There was a funny moment the other night. I went to the cinema. It's been the Edinburgh Film Festival the past couple of weeks. BS and Siobhan and I sat before the film began and BS told me of a book he'd been reading about Joan of Arc. Suddenly, the door next to me swung open and a woman burst through and said "the flowers still look wonderful, you know. Maybe even better."

When my frail mind sorted through the possible candidates, I eventually realised it was the mother of Joan of Arc. Ours, anyway. Remembering how terribly sad I felt the morning after dear #likes didn't progress through to the second round and how Siobhan had sent me flowers that cheered my heart, I'd sent flowers to our Joan. Now, "our" Joan is on holiday in Croatia. Life obligingly goes on.


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