Just for the record, the scene outside our house when I discovered the wing mirrors had been smashed up. Our next-door neighbour, Mary, came round yesterday and said she had heard something at the same time. She was very sympathetic. Dot told her about our plan to invite neighbours round, so it’s beginning to look as if we’ll have to get our fingers out and set a date. The last few days have been very wintry – two of them extremely wet too. I seized on a bright moment about 4pm yesterday to do a walk of just over a mile that included two stiff climbs. To my surprise I managed Gas Hill with no real problem and without stopping, so my energy must be back. At the time Dot was in Ipswich at a Philosophy for Children meeting: she went by train after discovering it was only £8.50 return.

I’ve spent quite a long time preparing my sermon for tomorrow on the conversion of St Paul, mainly because I kept discovering interesting things about him – for instance, why he changed his name. As usual I got far too much material, and it’s a bit long. Dot says it can’t be too long, but she’s just being nice. Spent some time today photocopying some material she got from Ipswich.

We’ve seen the Bob Dylan film, I’m Not There, which I got for Christmas from my son, and it was fascinating. Not easy, but really interesting followinig the director’s train of thought. Cate Blanchett was brilliant in her impersonation of Dylan.