Paris, France
Late on Thursday afternoon (12.30 am at home) Kent sent a text with the sad news that my godmother had died. While Ches had a good night’s sleep, I woke at midnight (8.00am Sydney time), gave up and read from 2.00 to 3.00 dozed to 5.00 and read to 6.00 and then decided a workout in the gym might do me some good. Then began 7 hours of frustration as I tried to call A Vanda’s daughter back in Sydney. My computer won’t allow me to log in to the ...