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" The Trelawnyd Sandwich " ( Hattie, Heulwen and I) were supposed to meet yesterday afternoon to see Military Wives . We cancelled as Heulwen couldn't make it, as she was caring for an poorly elderly neighbour and friend. She has a good heart. Instead of the cinema I baked homemade pizza and locked Mary and Dottie into the kitchen as Winnie and I shared it. Winifred absolutely adores pizza crusts and munches them with her fat brown eyes closed in pure rapture She's fading fast now and I am treating the old girl as much as I able as I feel a decision will have to be made sometime fairly soon about her future But for the time being, as long as her strong heart keeps going without help, we share pizza crusts in front of the fire. Last night , I'm sort of glad we didn't go to the cinema After the pizza crust thing, I caught up with paperwork and bills and read blogs and a lovely email from big hearted  Edgar in San Francisco who follows Going Gently with surprisin...

Breakfast out this morning was a treat Too much coffee Long chats and a walk on the beach I am beginning to love Breakfast meet ups, You are simply more awake and have significantly more  time to chat! We Brits seem to have inherited this wonderful phenomenon from the Yanks Even a decade ago I remember Samantha, Carrie and Miranda meeting up in their local diner for fruit and cwafffeeee at some ungodly hour. At least today it was after 9 am for me and a bit of plain black pudding was involved! I'm tired at the corona virus panic I've seen the yearly struggle of intensive care with influx of flu cases for a decade now and every year thousands nationally will die from the complications of the virus Common sense needs to prevail The restaurant I went to this morning was unusually quiet At least we got a nice table