A very happy Sunday to all my Granspals. Once again the sun is shining. There is a cool north easterly breeze blowing off the sea. I didn't take my usual early morning stroll through the village. Frankly, I feel awful...not only a thick, chesty cough but a runny tummy too. At Torben's party there were four other young children. The youngest appeared to have a bit of a fever. Just one of those inevitable downsides of travelling from a remote spot to the hustle and bustle of a big city.
Did I tell you about the Champagne tea; a gift from the family? The venue was magnificent. The tiny pastries and a round of sandwiches were tasty. The fizzy wine was acceptable. The finishing touches were very second rate. We had just one tea plate to use for both savoury and sweet items. One knife and a tea spoon and a very poor quality, green paper, kitchen-like towel. I won't be telling the family. It wouldn't be fair. We also learned [on returning home] that the management had been fined some time ago, for using the casino as an all-night drinking venue and, much worse, customers had been watched whilst using the lavatory.

Bellasnana and Charleygirl 