At this devilishly late hour of 21:30, we have returned from a wild night out in Paleochora.
The dogs were all quiet so I have managed, with the aid of my steps, to get into my normal bed and hopefully will not have to get up in the night.
The drive back from the hospital was calm and uneventful, the complete reverse of that on Monday.
Boris had not been walked since Sunday night so we took him and the brown dogs. Ursula had just returned with Millie, Charlie and Minnie. Tony appeared later with Oskar and Heidi. They all romped around in the lagoon and I threw Boris’ ball into the water.
I put up the awning and tent just before it rained.
Glad to get that up again.
We’ll see what the morning brings.