L'heure de l'apéro

or more correctly la hora del aperitivo. I fancied a G&T today, and S had a Cinzano and tonic. Glorious day again, here we are in the early evening in our sun lounge.

Earlier, Mystère's visit to the vet for his jabs passed off without incident. I asked the vet to check out his eyes, and he reckoned they were fine now. It's only in the last few days that his right eye has started looking normal, a month after he was attacked.

Yesterday's lunch is backblipped.