So this afternoon I went to Super Scoops for ice cream. Len and I used to go there at the beginning of our week, and get a large ice cream each, in a big tub. This would last us most of the week.
Len hadn’t been up to going in a long time, so today I walked the beach, cut up the side of a building, and crossed over the road to get one. I was so pleased to see Diane behind the counter. Unfortunately Monty is home now, as his health isn’t good. We had a chat while she was getting my ice cream, and even though the tears were forming, I was happy to see her.
Sometimes just seeing a face you know brings you back to being yourself. The ice cream helped too. No photos of it, as it melted almost immediately.