Still raining every afternoon.  Great dumpings of water.  At the moment it is AGAIN hailing.  My poooor little garden.

Behind the condos they've been working to prepare the villa and gardens for the new occupants.  I mentioned before that it had been bought by a charity that runs rehab houses.  I can't see what they've been doing to the building though we can certainly hear them banging and drilling away, but they have pruned and cut back the trees in the gardens tremendously.  What up until a week ago was a lovely dense wooded area, giving us privacy and sorely needed shade, is now much more open.  We can see the roof lines of the houses on the other side of the property and see the heads of the gardeners as they go about their work.  I hate the idea of losing the little privacy that we had as previously we could sit on our terrace and not be seen.  Now, if the new "guests" choose to, they could peek over the back hedges into our gardens because the land behind us goes up hill.  I am not pleased.

MIL has had a little accident again.  Somehow she has managed to fall off a step stool she was sitting on.  She tells us she was sitting but we will soon discover that this 88 year old rotund woman was standing on it dusting her ceiling lamp.  Every time there is an "incident" she doesn't know HOW it happened.  Until she let's it slip.  Oops.  She is fine but bruised.  Still going to the market tomorrow with her mask on her chin because she hates feeling that she can't breath.  She'll outlive us all.

xxoo me