Tuesday

On Tuesday I went to Sean because he wanted to take me to dinner with some Greek friends, Takis and his wife, Mel. We had dinner at the Spotted Dog in Ide Hill, which is a lovely pub, several centuries old. It was a pleasant evening with good company and the food up to the pub's usual high standard.



Takis and Mel have invited us to spend a long weekend with them in Greece. We are thinking of going towards the end of May. They live in a quiet part of Greece and we could see their olives being pressed into Olive Oil. I hate traveling, but I might go with Sean because he won't go on his own and he really needs a break as he has been working very hard for a long time without a break.



What I'm dreading is the endless waiting around at the Airport. You have to check in a couple of hours before the flight is due and airports are windy, uncomfortable and noisy and you have to walk terribly long distances. I can see me exhausted before take off. Flying doesn't worry me at all; its everything else that goes with it. I wonder if I should ask for wheelchair assistance as I can't walk very far and I don't want to go beyond my strength and land up in bed again for weeks or months. Not now that I'm doing so well.