As today is Friday, it is also Visiting Day. We are limited to an hour (-ish), but the whole day revolves round it. First of all, I have to be up promptly and well scrubbed, and have to do my Covid test. We currently have the added excitement of putting drops in one of Nibbles' ears - which requires military planning, full PPE, the various flushes and treatments and ear plugs (for us) as she howls like a Banshee and closes her ear like a clam shell. There are no pictures or tapes of this unedifying (for all) spectacle, but there is evidence of my negative Covid test.
The garden at Chinon is taking on its late spring colour, with magnificent irises and the first roses coming out. The roses look particularly lovely against the white tufeau wall.
The visit went quite well. We shared an article about James Boswell with her, and discussed Wednesday night's repeated documentary on the Festival of Britain - weird to see pictures of my Dad on the TV! We also had a bruising game of Sorry! and were delighted/amazed that she remembered the rules better than we did. But of course the place isn't right in her opinion, not least as it is full of old people who are ugly. If anyone knows of a similar residential home that only has beautiful people in it, please let me know!!
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