To Nisha

After a blissfully cool night and a bearable (though warm and dry) long workday, P & I opened our bottle of bubbles and drank to the memory of little Nisha.

Thankfully, the neighbour’s cat Sammy, who had been missing all day, turned up again just as we sat down. We had been worried about Sammy, who used to be Nisha‘s favourite friend and playmate.