Looking back over the last six days, I see I have not been at home much. The weather has turned very cold, and I am not particularly comfortable in the respiratory tract area. I also shiver a lot, but I think that’s the drugs. Nevertheless, we continue.
Last Friday we visited Birgit and Joe at their new home in Mattishall and were impressed by its size and unusual layout, and by the fact that it had a bar. Apparently it also has a big garden, but it was too dark to see that properly. On the way home it became very foggy, and the tyre pressure warning light came on in the car, which was not reassuring. However, it felt OK; so we carried on. It’s still on, in fact, but I have checked that the tyres are up to speed, as it were.
On Saturday we went to London to see the Coomes in Dot’s car, just to be sure. They are understandably concerned about the future, but we had a good time and a very pleasant lunch, despite what Kristine said. On arriving home, we made a mistake that did not manifest itself for a few days. Read on.
On Sunday after church we went to the Hendersons’ for lunch with my goddaughter Holly, who was in town for the weekend. She seemed very well and will soon be promoted to Lieutenant-Commander; so all those lieutenants had better watch out.
The highlight of Monday (I use the word “highlight” very loosely) was the PCC meeting, which turned into a bit of a marathon, discussing the financial situation. The rural dean was present. I’m not sure the outcome was entirely satisfactory, but what was satisfactory was that St Augustine’s members outnumbered St Luke’s. I don’t think this has ever happened before.
Yesterday Dot was about to leave for one of her school engagements when she found that her car’s battery was completely dead. This was a result of the mistake a few days’ earlier, when it seemed we had left the interior light on. Anyway, I called Green Flag, and a nice man came and sorted it. I had to drive the car for about half an hour afterwards to charge the battery up again, so I went to Blofield and back. Why not?
I also paid the house insurance and negotiated a £75 reduction on the premium, though I’m pretty sure it’s still too high. But I couldn’t summon up the energy to try elsewhere, although I’d intended to. In the evening we went to the Greens’ for a Julian meeting and found that the only other person there (apart from the Greens) was Elaine, plus some sausages and prawns. Nevertheless we had a good evening, with some interesting theological byways explored.
Yesterday was quite a bright day, but today has been very cold and wet. Unfortunately it was the day we had arranged to meet Dot’s college friends Jeannie and Christine (plus Jeannie’s husband Andy) in Holt. We eventually joined forces in Bakers and Larners restaurant, after waiting for them in the food hall (which, to be fair, was where they said they would be). I went to see if they were lost and ran into Jeannie emerging from the loo. We had a good chat and meal, no doubt disrupting what would normally have been a quiet spot for Holt residents. Jeannie, Andy and Christine are staying at Syderstone. I don’t remember ever having been there.
In checking up on my two aunts still living (as far as I know) yesterday, I made a strange discovery: my mother’s maiden name is different from what I thought it was. For some reason I thought it was Tooley, but it was in fact Harvey. How did that happen?