Chocolate for Cida

My lovely cleaner is back from 3 weeks in Mexico, so I left her some chocolate florentines from Betty's Tearoom in Harrogate as a welcome.

She brought me back a lovely olive bowl with a sleeping Mexican painted on it. Cool :)

Not a bad day's work , however I do wish I'd managed to persuade to distressed woman on the bus to go to UCH. Wailing at the voices in her head, I spoke to her gently and calmed her down (much to everyone's relief). 

You can't force people to take their meds, only persuade them they might be a good idea.