Recently returned from West Norfolk, when we had a very long lunch at Congham, home of Sue and Richard Moore. Gave a lift to Teri and Sidney Lockton. Also present: Jo and Mike Stone. Very inventive vegetarian food from Sue, climaxing in a stunning pavlova with lichees. Much talk on various topics, with some political disagreement. Not me, mate. I stay well out of all that. Teri is a stained-glass artist who had produced a lovely window for Sue and Richard. Before we set off I drove to Swardeston to deliver some poetry leaflets for the Edith Cavell festival. Had some difficulty finding Nick Miller’s house and am still not sure if I delivered them to the right place! (As it turns out, I did.)

On Thursday had a small party for Lisa, who departs for Australia next month. Excellent food by Dot. For more details, see the InPrint website. Earlier that day paid another visit to the hospital for demonstration of an interesting device that might help complete my recovery. Afterwards walked across to the university and then over Eaton Park before catching a bus full of students which made its slow but irresistible way through the city and delivered me to Thorpe Road, tired but quietly satisfied. Also went for a walk on Mousehold yesterday, covering two miles plus. I wonder if anyone but me would go for a walk if dogs didn’t exist. Looked out for lost cat whose owner spoke to us earlier in the week, but no sign of course. I suspect one of the dogs had it, though of course I have no evidence…

Hotel in Venice now sorted, by the way. All systems go.