Mummy’s little shadow

We are rueful.
Our little Honey Head Nana (after "Honig im Kopf") is becoming increasingly confused and anxious. Her sight appears to be failing by the week. Her hearing has always been "selective" although it too is probably getting worse in tandem with the sight.
A similar volume that goes into the little swine comes out, and "touch wood" is, up til now, of normal consistency (pawrents will give understanding nods and frowns at this observation).

This morning we decided to go to Oberschleißheim and actually got there this time … even though we packed for a trip over a country border just in case we changed our minds mid route again.
A nice autumnal day was had toddling next to the airfield. Probably about thirty or so people seen the whole time, which was nice.
We then moved on the Schloß Dachau for an overpriced coffee and cake served with a dollop of rushed and flustered. Our plan to stroll around the garden afterwards was thwarted by the mass of proles and pseudo-elite deciding the same, so we retreated to the safety and relative quiet of home.