As Viola flew back on Sunday, I been left alone with the cats.
First thing first. The clients:
I went for a run, more precisely down on memory lane as I ran to Faja de Baixo, where in 2018 Mafalda and Filipe – and for a few weeks I – were living. I was sad about seeing some of my favourite murals being let down, as 6 years ago it was an even more colourful island because of them. 🙁
But I could not complain about the weather; it was perfect.
