We had a pretty quiet Friday before heading into Ceglie for an evening stroll.

The last few days haven’t been easy. My bad knee is nearly double the size of the previously bad knee. It turns out I’m delicious to all the midges, flies and other small insects who like to bite me. I wouldn’t mind the biting so much - we all have to eat - but the itchiness that’s left I could do without. And sometimes it’s not so easy being a woman of a certain age. Yes, there’s the glamour - no doubt about it - but other transitional effects make one glad for gelato and Aperol Spritz. Still, beats the alternative!

Many thanks to Tim for his patience and support.