Just back from a grey and drizzly North Norfolk, where I featured as Edward Paston (1550-1630) in a photoshoot for the current Paston Footprints project. The shoot was at Aylmerton, in a rather smart barn conversion, which is part of the property of an influential local businessman whose name I cannot reveal, partly because I’ve forgotten it. Most of the re-enactors were there, and so were Rob and Penny, Lucy and one or two others.
The shooting was done by Peter Stibbons and Paul Damen, the expert Paston-resident photographer. When I wasn’t being Edward Paston I was holding the sound boom or picking up Karen Smyth from Cromer station on Rob’s behalf. I also returned her to Norwich afterwards. Meanwhile Norwich City were being watched by Dot as they lost 2-1 to Sheffield United. Sic transit gloria…
I am managing to keep up a reasonable number of steps this month, despite having to do today’s largely indoors and yesterday’s in the freezing cold. In the evening yesterday I also went to Pinky’s where my three poems went down very well, especially a new one called Resolution, which I was quite pleased with because it benefited from being read out loud.
On Wednesday I picked up David Archer from the dentist. He himself can’t remember this, because he was heavily sedated while having an implant – so much so that the dentist had to guide him down to the car, precariously parked in Pottergate. I took him home and sat with him until Bridget got home just before 1pm. Read quite a bit: David was mainly asleep.
The previous day – Tuesday – rather unravelled, with cancellations and rescheduling, but we ended up having our hair cut at 10am (instead of 5.30pm) and welcoming Annette for a cup of tea about 3pm (instead of noon). This left the DCC, which was at our house instead of the vicarage, because the vicar was ill. Come to think of it, I haven’t heard much from him recently. Hope he’s not too bad.
The DCC consisted of Carrie, Dot, me and Phil, but it lasted about as long as it usually does, though it was more fun. I took the minutes and sent them out. I am now compiling some short pieces about various Paston characters for the Hungate exhibition.
David is going to Canada tomorrow: bit concerned because snow is forecast (in England). I’m leading the service and we’re then off to Banningham via North Walsham, taking Judy and Janet to Jessie’s birthday lunch.