Business going well: Philosophy4Children partners Barbara and Dot are pictured getting down to some serious planning in the kitchen. On the same day (last Tuesday) I went to the Voicing Visions exhibition private view at Wymondham, where it was displayed in the picturesque Becket’s Chapel and looked striking. Not many poets there, and I knew very few people. Spoke to poet Hilary Mellon for a while, then, briefly, sculptor Ann Richardson. Left early to get back to Tuesday Group meeting: only two people made it – Matt and Bridget. Dot experimented with side of salmon. Good result.

Saw the consultant on Wednesday, and he was very reassuring. Got in more or less all I wanted to ask and came away feeling quite happy, though I was distracted enough to drive over a kerb in the car park. Later discovered the operation will be more expensive than I thought, but decided to go ahead. Now have a date of July 9, which is again longer away than I’d hoped, but hopefully early enough to recover for the holiday in Scotland starting at the end of the following week. Mr Sethia said recovery should be very quick. From the operation, not the holiday.

Went to another art exhibition private view on Thursday – this time the Norfolk and Norwich Art Circle, at the Cathedral. Got ticket from Dot’s friend Sandra, a former head teacher. Hilary Mellon and David Holgate were there; strangely enough they knew hardly anyone and we spent some time chatting. Also saw “my” artist Sandra and her husband, and Dot accosted the Bishop, who not only remembered her but seemed to remember me too, which is pretty amazing. We are very pro-Bishop. The pictures weren’t bad, but I think the quality at the Twenty Group was higher generally. Of course, they didn’t have the Bishop. Or the Cathedral.

Dot had a big day on Friday – giving a couple of talks to a conference of prospective head teachers at Diocesan House. The rehearsal went well, and apparently so did the real thing. She got excellent feedback. She can be really inspirational when she gets going. Or even when she doesn’t.

On Saturday we picked up the real salmon, which turned out to be about three times as big as the rehearsal one on Tuesday. Bit of a problem (a) getting it home (b) getting it in the stove (c) getting it to church. Salmon are notoriously reluctant to go to church, preferring to swim against the stream. But it went down really well after the grand St Augustine’s get-together service on Sunday, which was again a big success. People had been invited from the various groups attached to the Norwich Christian Meditation Centre, and there must have been about 100 there, most of whom stayed behind for food and talk afterwards. One of them was Beryl, who we used to go to Paston with about 20 years ago and hadn’t seen since. Spent a great deal of time washing up, then went to see Jessie. Roger and Jude were there: first time we’d met Jude. Liked her very much: closer to our age than his, but very young and lively. Seems like a lot of fun. While we were there David rang to wish me a Happy Father’s Day!

Today took back borrowed wine glasses to Sainsbury’s and bought some fruit. Watched Pakistan slaughter Sri Lanka in final of world 20-overs competition, and England women win comfortably against New Zealand (recorded, of course). Then Dot went off to Gillingham for a governors’ meeting, and I am thinking of walking up to the chemist’s to pick up some pills. Weather over the past few days has been quite warm but showery, with plenty of cloud cover. But it did feel really warm for a moment or two in North Walsham cemetery yesterday.