We spent yesterday in a selection of cafes, but did manage to squeeze in a cable car trip. A day filled with wine and conversation.Davrille mentioned to her timeshare guy that she was visiting an Irish friend on the island, and he said yes, he knew all about me: I'd visited the island and fallen in love with the place. Odd. I've never even been to her hotel. She's finding out if it's really me they're talking about, and whatever myth is being cultivated...
All going well - am struggling with novel structure at the moment. Baby steps...
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