Visiting day, Thursday

Today was a day of visiting cousins , Catherine's uncles Hugh and aunt Mary, who are siblings of Don in Dublin, whose wife Genevieve died a year ago.

Hugh and his wife, Bridget were cheery, but pretty incapacitated by age and disease, and seeing pictures of him as a young man, looking like Michael Caine, was sad. His wife had a caregiver come with a piece of equipment to help her up to use the bathroom. 

   Catherine's father and mother's wedding, Hugh on right

Then Catherine got a very bad headache and even after taking paracetamol, while we were sitting at lunch at the Scenic Inn, she couldn't finish her soup and had to go lie down in her car. 

Still, she was up for visiting her aunt Mary and her husband Willie. Mary knew exactly who I was even before she saw me (Catherine said, "I have a visitor from America" and Mary said "Is it Carla McLean?") and she was welcoming and had Catherine make me a hot toddy. No lemon but still nice! 

That afternoon Catherine's younger brother Patrick who lives next door came over. They talked about relatives but as usual I had trouble understanding him.

As the only male in a family of 3, he inherited about 100 acres!