Last day of November and a surprisingly busy day – sadly grey and drizzly. Preparing for a quiet day catching up on the computer, I suddenly found myself driving all over Norfolk on sugar-collecting missions. Slight exagerration: Dot had agreed to pick up sugar for Sugarlamb Charities Inc from Alburgh, her former school, and I volunteered to drive her. After picking it up we drove down on to the Happisburgh road, retracing my mysterious drive after I had the coronavirus test in Leiston, when I “lost” several miles and ended up in Homersfield. The re-drive wasn’t terribly enlightening, except to suggest that the road I remembered as being part of the Halesworth-South Elmham road was in fact the narrow road leading into Homersfield. Still didn’t seem quite right.
However, we returned to Norwich with a sweet cargo and a petrol fill-up, and after lunch Dot arranged another pick-up at Worstead. I agreed to chauffeur her again, and this time it was not quite so smooth. I persuaded her to stay and chat to the head teacher while I waited in the car. I was quickly joined by carloads of parents on pick-up duty. Walked round the green several times, but it was pretty chilly. Eventually Dot emerged after a successful chat, and we drove home. In the evening we watched The Homesman, which was beautiful but very strange and not entirely satisfying.
Yesterday was a nicer day in the sense that it was drier, but it was pretty cold. Dot and I listened to our final Rolf podcast in bed, and then went for a walk to show her the rail bridge over the river that I had found recently. Unfortunately, the way was blocked by a locked gate; so we had to turn back. We had parked our car in Morrisons car park because we didn’t want to walk too far. In the afternoon we had two Zoom services – the first was Sarah’s licensing at Carlton Colville and the second our last Augustine’s Morning Worship at 6pm. Bit strange. Talked to David on FaceTime in the evening, Amy on a separate occasion and Andrew in the middle of Sarah’s service!
Saturday was rather grey and offputting, but I eventually went for a walk in the dark to St Helen’s Bishopgate and back. Have been having a few twinges in my left side, but I now think this may have something to do with slightly mouldy bread. In the evening we watched The Good, the Bad and the Ugly, which is as good as everyone says it is. I also wrote a very abridged autobiography for Tony Friedlander’s CNSOB project: 1000 words, which is twice as long as he requested. That’ll teach him.
In the evening on Friday we watched Seven Psychopaths, a Tarantino-esque film which was brilliant in many ways, though (of course) a bit over the top in both visuals and language.
Not sure if I’m going to achieved 4000 steps today, but I have done for the last 13 days and managed an average of over 4000 a day for the month – my best since May. I must be feeling better.