The washing dried pretty well in the morning before the showers arrived (I got soaked just popping to the post box in the first sudden downpour). I went to see Jeanie and she was up today, but drowsy. There was the adorable visiting poodle and I tried to get Jeanie to stroke, the dog gave her fingers a lick but then she tried to pull its hair. She grabbed my hair a couple of times to pull too. She went through the same garbled speech, which is so strange as she uses the same tone etc every time. But then suddenly asked “where is my little dog?” Before instantly nodding off.
I managed to get her to drink a cup of tea and eat a little bit of cake, there was a piece for me but another resident quickly took it.
Selena made a fab Japanese supper.