It’s just after 4am, and I’m shattered. Haven’t slept for the past two hours. I’ve just finished my antibiotics, and I guess I’m feeling a bit more healthy, but I’m quite down at the moment. I have a very heavy feeling in my abdomen. Today I have to give a talk to some people at Halesworth, and I’m quite nervous about it, because I’m not entirely sure what’s expected. The guy organising it is one of those people who assume you know what he’s thinking. I’ve never met him or any of the people involved.
Yesterday was a bit of a disaster too. I made a bit of a mess of the hymns, Howard hadn’t chosen a reading and various other things weren’t right. The day was somewhat redeemed when Dot and I went out in the afternoon: it was a sunny and warm day (18C), and we started at Billockby, where we visited a ruined church recommended to me by Joy McCall and then went on to Thurne, where we walked from the church and down along the river bank. Stunning, really.
I had a blood test on Friday; no doubt that won’t show anything , which of course is good in a way. On Saturday Dot and I went out to North Walsham in the afternoon, visiting the atrium and the high school, where they were showing some old photographs of the town. Ran into Jessie (among other people, including Brian Gaudette[?] from EN subs) and we went back to hers for tea and biscuits afterwards, accompanied by a friend of hers who turned out to be Richard Batson’s mother-in-law. We all listened to the football. Norwich City managed to throw away a cast-iron win by giving away a penalty.
In the evening Dot and I went to the Cathedral for Night Vision, a Soul Circus event featuring hi-tech sounds and visuals from Robin Vincent and a communion presided over by Suzanne Cooke, who seems to have taken to being a vicar like a natural, which of course she is.
Another Lent event took place at St Luke’s on Wednesday, and I attended while Dot was at orchestra. This was an Ash Wednesday communion, and attracted a surprising number – somewhere around 50, including Howard and Anna, and Anna’s sister Nicola. Had tea afterwards and walked home: at least I can walk a fair distance now without feeling exhausted.
The garage door was fixed on Thursday and looks quite good, though of course the frame now needs painting. Dot is undecided between brown (like the window frames) and green (like the gates). Later we picked up three pictures that have been framed, though we haven’t actually got round to hanging them anywhere yet.
On Tuesday last week we had a meal that was definitely not a Tuesday Group affair. Oh no. However, Bridget, David, Vicky and Claire did come, and we had pancakes. This coming Tuesday I am playing chess in a cup match. Not really looking forward to it, but they were desperate.