While I was out, Jo and Stan went off to Ćostco. They bought a bag (big, of course) of mussels which Jo cooked. They were delicious. But Stan must have got the only bad one because he was struck down with the rampaging trots at 4am. Not a good night before hosting his granddaughter's pool party with a dozen 10 year olds!
We have decamped to Montreal. Our hotel room is, in fact, a one bedroom flat. It is lovely to have some space and a kitchen even if it is quite empty of tools, cutlery, plates etc.
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