Well, it's Martin and Sharon if I have not, it happens on the 18th, in Toronto, in Sharon's mum's apartment, a small affair, even if turning out to be a bit bigger than the kids planned. Main thing is that they are happily sharing their clever little world. We are off to Canada on the 2nd June (after a few days in Budapest), and return on the 29th. Meanwhile the ducklings are growing, soon relocating with the rest to Dodi's ; we harvested the siberian berries, they look giant on the photo, but in fact they are about 2cm or less, and a bit tasteless sour
and not enough of them to cure all our ills, even if they are supposed to... Dodi chopped off the ill bits off the fur-type trees in the front of the other house, they are ill, it is some sort of epidemic. They had to be sprayed, too. The eating grapes here also have some sort of flea, which again needed to be sprayed - so not to organic these stuff.
There is a fresh picture of Pecs operahouse from last week's gallivanting; and the Kiskassa view as seen from our front bench a few hours ago.
And the spring fields on one of our walk to Pecsdevecser got ourself soaked, umbrella was not much help. it has been raining every day for ages, and the forecast is not good, doesn't look good for the cherries... So, Alan is doing all his planting and grass cutting, and me as little as I can get away with. Our futurelearn courses are starting tomorrow, one about anxiety, one about propaganda and ideology of our time... I started arguing already, fun, fun, fun.