Five friends came over for dinner last night. Dear friend, Bruce, asked me to make the dinner for four mutual friends as his "good-bye" dinner before leaving for Europe. Sue, one of the guests, was immediately unwelcome because she was coughing but what could I do?
Just after desert we noticed Sue had long been absent—and that's remarkable in a one-bedroom apartment. Maureen found her on the floor in my bathroom so we called 911. Sue, it turns out, has COPD and had developed pneumonia.
Note to friends: Guests in like condition are unwelcome. Nothing personal.
Today was Fish Day. Costin came for one of his bi-monthly visits. He makes me feel so Downton Abbey, having staff—Costin, my fish man.