It’s off to work we go, on a cloudy day.
Rumour has it the rains are going to come early.
Any day now.
I struggle through my morning lessons, though I am now exhausted and seek refuge in the clinic.
Armorel is having a day locked in the dressing room, sterilising and organising dressings. She seems to have enjoyed herself.
I was saved by an afternoon power cut and managed to get in a little sleep before home time.
We arrived home and had tea and cake on the veranda with Jim and Margaret.
Very civilised.
Now it is time to try and organise our holiday. There are some wonderful places to stay.
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