… where we searched for Easter eggs!
Can you see the giraffes?
PS: My Dad lost his remaining foot. I visited him in hospital a few weeks ago, and on the very bright side, I think he understood that although it is uncertain how he will get into and out my parent’s second floor apartment (no lift) and roll to the loo (very narrow door), he is very much loved. There is no poison needed Dad, although you suggested it. We will find a way.
There is only one boy left who occasionally beats little man at chess in school, and I fully expect my Dad to teach him how to be patient, be vigilant, and plan ahead for the ultimate chess mate. No foot needed for that.