After much consideration, Dot and I have decided to visit Andrew on his birthday tomorrow; so we’ll be leaving Norwich after church and aiming for a 6pm visit. He has been to Minster Lodge a couple of times and should be going back there soon.

Dot is in the garden, doing extensive repositioning work. She has been doing a lot of that recently. We have also been doing quite a bit of visiting: on Thursday we drove down to see the Coomes, and yesterday we went with Chris Denton to see Anne in her care home.

The London visit went well, though I was feeling a bit odd in a head-and-stomach sort of way that I have now put down to eating some bread that was a bit mouldy: more of a guess than a diagnosis, but it fits the symptoms. Feeling better now.

Kristine was quite bouncy and now has a better prognosis, in a relative sort of way. She has taken a year off work to look after David, who actually seemed frailer, and his voice was softer. Kristine has bought him SkySport. She is also looking for a new flat, because he will soon need to be in a wheelchair, and their present flat cannot be adapted to suit it.

The visit to see Anne Travis was also successful. We picked up Chris and drove there (it’s in Cringleford). Chris seems much younger than her age (64) and was wearing a dress, which is most unusual: like Dot, she usually wears trousers. While Dot spoke to Chris, I had a long chat with Anne, looking at the memory book that Chris had made for her. We brought  some extra old photographs, but she has trouble remembering names, if not faces.

The day before, I played another game of pitch and putt with Paul, this time at Mousehold. Again we were lucky with the weather. We played in the morning, and it poured in the afternoon. My game has improved, except for little chips around the greens, which are extremely erratic.

Working backwards, on Tuesday we went to the Archant coffee morning, where Dot made the mistake of mentioning Paul’s book to Maryta. Apart from that, everything went smoothly. Afterwards, Anne came round for lunch, and then walked into the city with Dot. I walked into the city yesterday to get a few presents for Andrew and ended up tired out, for some reason. Had to sit down twice on the way back.

I am now about to install Dot’s new hanging basket at the front of the house. If you don’t hear any more from me, you’ll know it went badly.