Decisions, decisions!

We awoke to another grey and drizzly day and spent the morning searching for Airbnbs for our holiday next June. We whittled the choices down to five, but in three different areas of France: the Atlantic coast near Bordeaux, Bergerac in the Dordogne, and Provence. This time, we scrutinised the photos and made sure that they had everything we wanted in a house! Our experiences this year have taught us a lesson!

It was lovely looking at houses and planning the trip, but which area of France would we choose? At lunchtime, we showered and changed before heading to the care home to collect my Mum's reading glasses. I briefly spoke to my Dad and found what I thought were the correct pair in the bathroom. 

The hospital car parks were virtually empty, and we were able to park easily. As we were early, we had a coffee in Costa and then walked up to the ward. Mum looked very pale, still, and wasn't at all happy about being in the hospital, saying she wanted to go home and be with my Dad.

We stayed for an hour, but conversation with my Mum was difficult as she wasn't making a great deal of sense. I said we would be back tomorrow, and we walked back to the car, deciding to have a Chinese takeaway after all for dinner tonight, as it was gone 3pm and neither of us fancied trekking around Tesco in search of ingredients for a meal.

On the way home, Sophie called Keith and asked if he wanted to go to the pub for a drink, but he declined, so we went anyway! We ordered drinks and some food as neither of us had eaten lunch, and the cheese on toast we had for breakfast was a long time ago!

Sophie enjoyed an Aperol Spritz while I treated myself to a Warner's rhubarb gin and tonic. We ordered two starters and a portion of skinny fries to go with our chicken and falafel. Delicious!

It was lovely to relax after being at the hospital, and I paid for the meal as a thank you for Sophie coming with me. She hates hospitals about as much as I do!

Back home, we relaxed in the kitchen with Sophie's version of an Aperol Spritz (made with Aperol, Rosé wine and lemonade) before watching The Hotel Inspector, which was interesting and came from Margate, one of the places I used to visit as a child. It certainly looked more prosperous than it did in the 1970s!

Our dinner was delicious, with more than enough for lunch tomorrow. After eating, we fancied watching something new and settled down to watch The Shadow, a German-language thriller set in Vienna. We were hooked from the first moment and watched three episodes!

Before going to bed, we caught some of Skyfall and made sure all the windows upstairs were closed because of the never-to-be-forgotten "Catman" incident. The cats were in and racing up and down the stairs, so it was a good decision! Why do we have a Chinese takeaway and then watch Skyfall? This must be at least the fourth or fifth time!