Two performances in two days: the first at Cromer with Chronicle, at the invitation of the Friends of Cromer Museum. There were well over 50 people in the hall, and the songs got clapped! I think it was our best performance yet: we even managed to answer a few questions at the end. We had our new CD on sale. Only sold one, unfortunately – we weren’t really organised in selling mode, but we did sell two books as well.

We had rehearsed at Rob’s house in North Walsham, with food supplied by Penny, and Dot travelled by train to Cromer to hear us (had a bit of trouble finding the hall, but I found her near the fish and chip shop). Our old friend Beryl (from Barn days) was in the audience.

The second performance was by the Sillars Orchestra at Tasburgh Church. Dot went early to rehearse and I arrived about 7.10. It was dark, of course, and nobody had bothered to signpost the unobtrusive car park, so cars were scattered over the verges of a narrow approach road. I scattered mine there too: a fortuitous space opened up for me. Nice performance by the orchestra: I sat with Neville Thrower from the CNS and his cousin-in-law. These details are fascinating, aren’t they?

Wine and nibbles were provided at the break. The vicar bookended the performance very nervously, and Dot followed me home. I didn’t realise it was her until she drew level at the Trowse bypass slip road lights.

Now we are about to head for church, and I have received a text from UPS to say the leaflets are arriving today and can I arrange for someone to be here. Couldn’t be worse, of course. No-one is going to be here practically all day, because after church we are heading for Caddington to pick up the grandchildren. It’s Amy’s birthday, and they’re staying with us till Wednesday while David is in Canada. I may have to approach the neighbours. But which neighbours?