1. The old cat walks down the path and meows at me. After a head tickle, she walks me back to her garden gate then meows again. I lift her up onto the wall so she doesn’t have to jump up herself.
2. We go out for lunch. I have a deliciously fresh fillet of hake with chorizo and prawns but I envy John’s hearty wintery pie. Lily sleeps under the bench, tucked out of the way.
3. A bit of insight has ruined a beloved old film but we still enjoy it because we make each other laugh instead.
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