A quiet day in London Town
First, Greg went to his doctor appointment this AM; came back with a RX for antibiotic and injunction to stop climbing stairs (bwaahaahaa, in this house) -- he has an infection in the incision.... and the dressing should be changed by a medic, once a day. So we are thinking that the best place for him will be the Giove house, where their living quarters are all on one floor; where a doctor and nurse are in the village and will come daily to the house; and where the entire village will be on call for his every need. We are now in process of amending all the travel plans, and if I can I will get back later with the new arrangements.
So to ease our spirits, we settled Gregorio in splendor on the leather sofa in the parlor, left John in charge, and us girls went out to Shop. I am now the proud wearer of genuine Aussie Ugg boots -- am i COOL?
Lily is home, scoffing cookies and packing for Italy. I had a needed nap, and am going to make a festive roast lamb dinner this evening.
More later; all is as well as can be expected, this London afternoon.

3 Comments:
Wes peeked here before I did and summarized "Our Greg is reclining on the couch while the women feed him cookies..." Sounds most excellent, dude.
Love to all,
T
Dear Wes -- just pick the right woman when you marry; she and your mother will be feeding you cookies in future years, I'm sure.
Love, GF
PS: Now that I've seen the Cope Pl. stairs and windowsill from which you projected yourself while in London, I am in awe of you.
Granny Franny in Uggs?? I must smile ...
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