Tom

I came downstairs to make breakfast, to find T writing and bathing in the sun.

It felt good to see him so comfortable in our space. And made me nostalgic for our years of living together.

Late morning we went to pick up the car from Shiskine and visited Blackwaterfoot bakehouse. Unfortunately too late for an almond croissant (again).

Andrew, one of the bakers has given us the nickname ‘the arty lesbians’ and said we must do dinner soon.

A&T arrived in the afternoon. We cooked everyone truffle pasta, played dinner time dares and spoke about books, films, music and such like.