Autumn has arrived with a vengeance. The leaves started falling with some determination towards the end of last week; this tree is in North Walsham cemetery, where Dot and I went last Friday on our way to visit Jessie. Not a bad day, with a stunning sunset that I couldn’t quite get in a position to photograph on the way home. Huge numbers of leaves have fallen since then, and it has turned very damp, with a quite a strong wind overnight. Dot and I stayed in today – seemed odd, slightly removed from reality. I am still not back to health, though going in the right direction, and Dot has a stomach upset, which I hope is just that.

We have got out a bit over the past few days. Saw two films on Thursday and Friday – Burn after Reading (Coen Brothers) and Quantum of Solace, the peculiarly named new Bond movie. Both were worth seeing without being mind-blowing. The first was funny and the second vigorous, though I do think covering Gemma Arterton with oil was a shocking waste.

Went out for an evening meal at Birgit and Joe’s on Saturday. Had been feeling rather ill all day, but improved during the evening. Joe cooked an excellent Indian meal, and we had a long talk. Then to church yesterday for Remembrance Sunday – so traditional hymns not much suited to guitar. This evening I’ve agreed to play chess for our club team in the Norfolk and Suffolk Cup, so hope I don’t get too tired.