Dismal morning – very dull indeed, cold and with drizzle in the air. Got up anyway and finished my article for the Diocesan Magazine. Have now sent out quotes to four people for approval, though I don’t really have any doubt that I quoted them accurately. Some people get worried when they see themselves in print and decide they meant something a little different, which can be awkward. Still, I aim to please.
Yesterday was quite busy: as well as writing more of the article, I interviewed a professor from UEA who was born on July 12 1948 and with whom I must therefore have much in common (mustn’t I?). She gave me some fairly high-powered quotes, which fitted the article nicely. Earlier in the day, after our haircuts had been postponed (to tomorrow), Dot and I went to see Stan and Ollie, which was excellent after a slowish start. Steve Coogan was particularly good, but I also liked the wives (“almost a double double act”, as one of the characters said.
While we were eating steak in front of Pointless, M decided to come round and tell us about the visit of the Dementia Support Team, which she felt was also pointless, though I’m not sure how much credence can be placed on her report. In the evening we took Judy to the Archers for Cake and Compline, which went so well we didn’t leave till 10.40, and David was still awake.
The day before we had visited Jessie. Having heard from Roger on the Sunday that she was now in bed and unlikely to be very responsive, we anticipated a brief visit, but it didn’t turn out like that. When we arrived we met Freda, who was also just arriving to visit her. We offered to go to Sainsburys first (we had planned to go afterwards) and so did our shopping before returning to see Jessie, who had another visitor – Jackie – who said Jessie had “sent Freda packing” because she didn’t want her to see her like that.
Jackie left shortly afterwards, and Jessie turned out to be surprisingly alert, though we had to take a break while she was taken to the loo after eating a fig we’d brought her (not sure there was any connection). We stayed for about 90 minutes before taking flowers to the cemetery and then driving home so that I could call another contributor to my article – a Green Party guy.
On Sunday I had interviewed Liz Cannon on the spur of the moment and got a couple of good quotes from her. This was after a nice Communion service led by Phil and with a good sermon from Sarah – inspired by our PCC Awayday at Thorpe Hamlet parish church on Saturday, which ended up on a very positive note with both churches finding they had more in common than they had thought. Dot had an inspired moment that brought tears to Sarah’s eyes – in a good way.
I walked up there and walked back through the cemetery. I am determined to keep my steps up. It was quite a pleasant day – not too cold, and fairly still.