And Sunday morning is gone.

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I had my breakfast while I received a short visit from my sister. They live in the south of Chile, but they go once every year to see their daughter and grandchildren who live in London. They came to Santiago to take the plane. My sister sees me when she comes, even for a little while as I don´t go to their house because her husband and I don´t get along (but that´s another story). Today is my brother´s birthday. I called him to sing him Happy Birthday and it seems he is not so happy with his age. Poor man, I think than him although I´m older. He invited me for tea. Unfortunatly, I don´t have any present for him. So I´ll give him a hug. I´ll have to think about what to wear. Maybe they will have more guests and I´m just a last moment one. But I don´t care.