Last Saturday (9 September) was hot, and a very quiet day. Didn’t go anywhere except for taking thank-you card to Mark and Sarah for their wedding party the previous day. Watched athletics and cricket. Cooked a light meal (omelettes) in the evening because Dot had diarrhoea suddenly. Later she recovered and prepared prayers for tomorrow. Watched the end of Danish noir DNA, which was exceptionally good. Forgot to mention earlier that Dot has decided to end her diocesan schools work at Christmas. Their loss: she is brilliant at it.
Sunday was hot again. Drove to church and had to park quite a way away; extra steps! Led service, and Dot did the prayers. Good sermon on forgiveness from Graham. Visitor from Huddersfield on holiday. Ray still quite bad. both of us felt very tired during the day and dozed off. Watched rugby, Scotland v South Africa, which was a bit of a mistake. Later watched half of a thriller, The Tower, which was actually quite good. Sent e-card to Oliver for tomorrow and did a transfer.
Monday was still very warm, despite Amy warning us about a storm. Don’t know where she got that information from… Oliver’s 21st birthday, and again a bit quiet. Dot spent a long time in the garden, and I helped her cut back the ivy. Drove out to see Thelma in the afternoon. She seemed in good health but was very grumpy – then apologetic for being grumpy. Many times. Discovered she was being visited quite often by Sheila and Bob, though she denied it. Spoke to manager about her hearing, which is terrible. In the evening went to St Luke’s to discuss Christmas services – bit previous to my mind. Lots going on. Finished watching The Tower, which is very well done.
Tuesday was not cold, but from around 3pm there was a lot of rain, much of it quite heavy. It caught us on the way back from the supermarket. I had been in favour of going earlier, but Dot had a number of essential things to do first… Anyway we got a lot of stuff, some of it for a meal with Sue and Roger on Friday. Met Linda Shingles and Roger in shop. Read quite a bit of a commentary on Revelation in preparation for our session at church tomorrow. Watched a war series and Scotland v England football. The latter wasn’t very exciting, despite the 1-3 scoreline No word from Scarborough. Judy left her car in the drive while she met a friend in London. Booked our car in for service and MOT on Nov 2.
Wed was not as warm as recent days, but quite pleasant. Dot dropped me halfway to church, and I led the usual Bible study, this time on Revelation. Usual group. Discovered from Judy that Ray has terminal stomach cancer, with a prognosis of 4-6 months. Very sad. Walked home and spoke to Des, who also got soaked yesterday! Path up to Rosary Road closed all week for repairs. In the evening Dot went to orchestra and I drove to Halesworth for poetry reading, which was displaced to local Co-op, a move that turned out to be better. Met Ian Fosten in the car park. Read three poems – Incoming, Sky Space and Where You Stand. Last was best received. Sue and Elizabeth Bracken in charge. No Lynne.
Thursday was quite pleasant, weather-wise. Drove to Catton Park and walked round it, then proceeded to Gunton Arms by a devious route and had lunch – a toasted sandwich and small glass of wine. Walked round a bit, then drove into North Walsham – Sainsburys for food and flowers, then on to the cemetery; quite hard work, for some reason. On the way we called in at Rosie’s – to find she was in quite a bad way. We were greeted by Alan (relative on the father’s side) and Daniel (gardener) and told that she’s been behaving erratically , and carers were coming in. Spoke to the carer who was currently in – very nice woman who knew Rosie previously – and found Rosie had UTI, though whether that’s all she has I don’t know. We had a chat with Rosie and the carer for about 20 minutes and then had a look at the garden before moving on to North Walsham. Dot rang Angela in the evening and found she had spoken to Rosie on the phone just after we left!
After North Walsham, drove back to Norwich and put flowers on Mum and Dad’s grave (and Andrew’s). Then Dot prepared stuff for tomorrow, and I got a phone call from Howard to say he’d (unsurprisingly) found Phyllis’s original will, over which there had been a lot of problems because Anna had submitted a copy instead of the original (thinking it was the original). E-mailed Bethany, who responded. Hope Howard will deliver will to her. Watched end of World on Fire.