Thursday, July 9

I woke up, having removed the bandage from my right wrist early in the morning, with my hand feeling a lot better than when I went to bed. I woke up to pouring rain.

We have been promised that the weather will become sunny today and so in the late morning I set off to the recycling bins to get rid of some papers

Irma had gathered while tidying Auo’s old room.

On the way back I look at the sky and decide to photograph it.

The promised sun does not appear but my hand continues to heal and by dinner time I can use a knife and fork as normally as I ever do.