Warm but suspicious

Peaceful in the Rosary this week.
Peaceful in the Rosary this week.

The weather has remained gratifyingly warm and dry these past few days, though some rain was promised for Saturday, when we went to visit the Coomes in Leyton. In the end we did not see a drop, though other parts of the country had downpours.

We were a bit late setting off and feared the worst when we came across a queue on the slip road off the southern bypass – it was, after all, a bank holiday weekend. But I slid round the queue and after that there was no real problem, except for Leytonstone High Street, which is always a problem.

Had a really nice lunch and conversation with David and Kristine, with David not really seeming any worse, though apparently it is becoming more of a struggle for him. The council have installed a banister and a device which heightens his chair, so that he can stand up more easily. They are looking at chairlifts; they were looking at ground-floor flats, but the expense involved would be huge.

We were back in Norwich by about 7.30pm, and the next day I was preaching (on living water). The worship band was almost bigger than the congregation. We had Phil and me  on guitar, Adrian on acoustic bass, and Dot and Anna on violins.

On Monday I got some new glasses, but I am a bit suspicious, as they turned out to be the computer ones, and not the reading ones as anticipated. No-one knew where the reading ones were. I am returning next Monday, when I hope they will have arrived – and that they are not a second computer pair.

Went for the shortest dentist appointment in recorded history on Tuesday. He checked the laser work he’d done and found it had improved matters considerably. This took about half a minute, though we chatted for a while afterwards. I then popped down to M&S to buy fruit and vegetables and took a bus home, because the bag was heavy. In the evening we went to the cinema and saw Bad Moms, which was very funny in parts, though I have to say I would not recommend it to anyone of tender sensibilities, or my grandchildren.

Today is warm again and I am about to go to Karen’s with some volunteer handbooks. Later Colin is due to come round. I am not holding my breath, but it would be nice if we could get the shower fixed. Meanwhile I have written a new song. This happened yesterday, while Dot was practising violin duets with Anna at her house, instead of painting everything in sight.

Yesterday I got so fed up with trying (and failing) to sort out the TV / Broadband / WiFi system that I went up to the cemetery for a couple of hours. It was very peaceful.