Mad Mary's

Strange name for a beach cafe but what a stunning place for a little food shack selling some great grub. Mary herself seems very nice indeed. Her card machine had broken so J and her friends couldn't pay when they were there at the weekend (who has cash at the moment?) so the debt was repaid today and I went along for the ride.

A brief break from what can only be described as a chaotic work day when everything that could go wrong did go wrong. But nothing too serious.

Chat to J tonight about where she finds herself, not quite where she expected to be pre-pandemic, and not much looking forward to the altered uni year. We talked about plan B's and plan C's, and how grateful we both are to have this special island in our lives.