Slept abysmally; got the boys up and out and home (but not before another bullying text). Still not a word uttered.

Then to town to occupy a couple of hours with her between pre show rehearsals and the show kicking off. Had a much needed talk over a lot of subjects; then I went home to do domesticity.

An achieving sort of an afternoon, she came for dinner; with flowers :)
Unexpected but most welcome!
Chicken wrapped in prosciutto stuffed with camembert; softened leeks with tarragon and sautéed potatoes; Jane Grigson's lemon rice pudding.

I put her on the 2nd last bus home and promptly collapsed into sleep.