It was the morning after the night before. I fully expected there may be a "hangover" of sorts. It would not have surprised me if there was regret. But no. It was as sweet as could be hoped for when the dogs and I rocked up at respite to see Margaret. We joined the other residents - all four of them - for morning tea. Because the centre is brand spanking new it is mostly empty and on the weekend without admin and support staff it feels it. The silence is deafening. But it did give us a chance to meet everyone and hear their stories over scones and tea. Then we sat on one of the large shaded decks and laughed at the use of broccoli as a styling material. Margaret hates broccoli. She read somewhere that it can "give you the runs" so she normally throws it out the window for the birds. Today the birds had to be content with Cornflakes. They didn't seem to care She seems to be settling in nicely.
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