On my own again

Thursday 8 – Saturday 10 June

This morning the people disappeared off again, for another weekend away in Brussels: not for fun, you understand, but to attend a funeral. They met up with Mate’s mother and Second Mate’s brother in London, and travelled on Eurostar together. They stayed overnight with Second Mate on the way home, and Mate was delighted to have an unexpected opportunity to meet up with a very good friend for coffee and a chat.

They came home tired and emotional, not surprisingly, glad for some peace and quiet and a good night’s sleep.