And so it’s all over. David is on his way home on the 1400 after the 1330 was cancelled: business as usual for Greater Anglia. Norwich City have played twice and drawn twice when they should have won. Business as usual for them.

David and I joined Dot at the second match, against Crystal Palace, on New Year’s Day. Norwich went 1-0 up after five minutes and the rest of the game we spent wondering when they were going to concede – despite the fact that they were playing well. They eventually did concede – with the help of VAR, of course – a few minutes before the end.

Earlier in the day Dot and I had picked up the tickets from Jonathan at Coltishall, opposite the Recruiting Sergeant. Just thought I’d mention that.

Going back to the Sunday, I preached at St Luke’s during a joint Holy Communion service – given that I hadn’t written this sermon till the day before, It went very well. It is now online on St Luke’s website.

The next day we did some shopping and then I walked to Philip’s to deliver Andrew’s Christmas present. Dot picked me up unexpectedly halfway back. Almost didn’t recognise her when she pulled up beside me on Riverside Road.

David arrived by train on New Year’s Eve, and Dot and I met him at the station. Over Christmas and the New Year the weather was much improved, but it was pretty cold. In the evening we all went to the Robinsons at Poringland for a meal and to celebrate the New Year. All went very well, and we stayed till almost 1am. I drove, so didn’t drink much, of course.

Yesterday David and I drove to Aldiss to see if they had any chairs suitable for his flat, but they didn’t. Also popped into Hughes before I dropped him outside John Lewis. Dot would have come, but she has developed quite a bad cold. David and I are hoping we don’t catch it from her.

As David nears London, Dot and I are watching South Pacific. At least, she’s watching it and I’m writing this, while picking up on the plot now and again. Much like life, really.