The rain just ran away leaving blue skies and a soft wind with a hint of Autumn. Such a day, being a Sunday as well, which fact I know from the days of the week printed on my gout tablet packet, has demanded a lackadaisical approach. We have sat at several different tables in the garden deciding if the glass of wine we were drinking tasted best under an olive tree in the sun, or under the awning in the shade. So much decision making is enervating, so sleep overcame us. I’m sure we’ll eat well this evening.