Quite a nice meal at Prezzos on Monday with Angela and Rodney, but  a bad night afterwards. As a result (possibly) I’ve been feeling fairly unenergetic all week, or maybe that’s normal. I’m saving all my energy up for Iona. We leave tomorrow.

I had a long list of things that had to be done, and amazingly I’ve done them. Too many to mention here, but one of them was preparing the Chronicle Oxnead book for David to have a look at, and another was putting the final touches to the performance script. There was also picking up pills from the chemist, paying in cheques in the city, buying a small rucksack, finding a couple of poems for the church world war one service in August and writing one myself, going to the supermarket, checking the bank statement and finding my glasses (in the washing machine). To be fair, Dot actually found them, but I took delivery. Amazingly, they seem to have survived intact.

The sun has come out this evening, but the weather over the last couple of days has been pretty miserable, with much greyness and rain. Dot had a hard time at a church school this afternoon trying to persuade staff that being a church school was a good idea, and this evening she is at another school, where she’s governor. Last night she was at orchestra, and today my Broadband went down. There is no connection between these things. As far as I know. It’s back now.

The luggage allowance for the flight tomorrow is rather challenging, but we’ll give it a shot. I shall take practically nothing – not absolutely nothing, because the forecast for Saturday is for heavy rain. In fact there’s rain in the forecast for every day we’re there, but at least it’s going to be warm. Assuming they’re right. Just what we want. Warm rain.