I made it to the cafe today. I was just in time for the arrival of Abad and Victor. They had come to try to solve the mystery of why one of our spotlights in the front window exploded the other day. Unfortunately Abad will be coming back tomorrow as he was still groggy from anaesthetic, apparently the result of the removal of seven teeth. If they were putting seven in that would sound more probable as I have only ever counted three teeth in his entire head. Victor came back to the apartment and put Esther's new washing drier up on the patio, ten minutes after he went I nearly garotted myself on it as I went to see how my plants were.