Familiar Sight

Yesterday my sister Rosie regained her apartment after months of trying to evict the current tenant.

J and I went up the coast to help clean and I painted the sitting room, which I must say made a huge difference. 

After many hours of scrubbing and cleaning we all repaired to the Korma, venue of many a curry with my late mother, and enjoyed their wonderful cuisine.

Looking out of the sitting window, it felt as if we had never been away.