Mal was up at 5am. I was awake anyway; I seem to be getting very little sleep as I can’t get comfortable being propped up. David kindly ran Mal to the airport. His flight was on time and his journey to Warwick Uni was not at all bad. Meanwhile I just pottered around one handed, frustrated I couldn’t do anything. It was nice of Mal to get all the shopping for me and all the fresh veg but how on earth he imagined I could prepare then one handed, I don’t know. I resorted to frozen veg.
Maggie & Mal's Adventures in North Cyprus, the UK and Beyond