Hounds of winter lurk on spring’s traces

Before the blast: spring-like weekend at Lyme Park

Just a short one this time, and that’s not an April Fool joke – or maybe it is. Summer has turned into winter, despite the Norfolk Wildlife Trust’s e-newsletter, which started: “After the rigours of winter, April feels tender and mild.” As they live next door to us, and we’ve had snow and an icy wind the last couple of days, they must have the heating turned up.

Wednesday was pretty unpleasant. Rain started in the afternoon, and it was quite cold, though not as cold as Buxton, where it was freezing at 9pm. Dot went to orchestra in the evening, picked up again by Janet. Popped over to Des with EDPs, which have built up over a number of days. No sign of an article on Alan Harrison, which had been promised by the Head of News. Had a bath and caught up on reading. 

Tuesday was much already much cooler than the weekend. I didn’t venture out, but Dot spent all day at a Head Teachers’ Conference at the Cathedral Hostry. I caught up with all kinds of things on the computer. We had a light meal in the evening. David FaceTimed again: he’s given notice on his apartment. Watched a number of TV programmes – catching up again. Feeling a bit odd. Sore shoulders and very heady. 

Yesterday was very cold indeed, with wind and occasional snow or hail showers. Dot dropped me off at church just after 10am, and after refreshments I led the usual Bible-based discussion, proceeding through John’s Gospel and taking in the wedding at Cana.  As well as Leanne and Nikki, I had Steve and Helen, from Bowthorpe, and Stacy, who goes to Surrey Chapel sometimes. All very exciting. Dot came back later, and afterwards we went to Morrisons for food and petrol. At Morrisons we ran into Ruth Colmer and had a good chat. She’s looking very well. Bridget came in the afternoon for cleaning. Dot’s knee is much better. Watched quite a bit of television, but nothing memorable. 

Today I got up very late, finished off a piece on 20mph limits for my website, which everyone will hate, and e-mailed Alan Harrison to tell him how to send a letter to the EDP to complain about mistakes in his article, which appeared today on Page 39. Needless to say the mistakes were introduced after I sent the original story in. It also took almost a month to get printed. Times have certainly changed.