Drawbacks to living in Victoria

Oh, today. It wasn't a bad day, it was just one of those days.

I accompanied Demeter to the retina specialist, because, on top of her having a cough that has persisted since before this year began, she gets to get an eye injection every month or so.

It beats going blind.

We'd finished, and Demeter was setting up the next four appointments, which will take us through to June, when a man comes up behind us and addresses us both by name.

We both stare at him. (Demeter, given the procedure she's just endured, has a harder time doing this.)

We have no idea who he is. He has to tell us. He was a young boy living in the condo Demeter purchased when I was a young teenager.

Oh well. Things change.