Bubbles for Margaret

A sad anniversary. Exactly ten years ago, P’s mother died, very suddenly. I often wish I’d had the chance to know her better - but fate isn’t like that.

P and I opened a bottle of the best regional Sekt (the German version of Champagne) to remember her. She’d have enjoyed the Sekt, too.

Apart from this, a sunny but busy Monday - filled with paperwork, grocery shopping, an hour at the gym, and a long afternoon at work.