The weather has changed quite a bit over the last few days. On Sunday (September 8) it was dry, with some cloud, some sun. Parked our car in Chalk Hill Road overnight because the Norwich Run was closing Riverside Road between 9 and 11. Took a bit longer than usual to get to church, but no real difference. It was Holy Communion, with vicar Graham making a rare appearance and doing a good sermon. Carrie is now back and volunteered to take Ray home. Not sure why.
Caught up on a bit of stuff in the afternoon until I was interrupted by D on the phone, in a bit of a state about NCNC website. Problem is she gets other people to do things and then wants to change everything. I tried to advise her, but not sure how much I helped. Later went to a performance at Chapel in Park Lane by a string trio who were really good: Anna gave Dot tickets because they couldn’t go. Sat behind Peter Bright and had a chat with him: former EN sub. Invited him to Archant breakfast. Yesterday we saw Jenny Downing in Morrisons and said we’d take her next time. Bit rash.
Cooked mussels and started watching Grace, which was quite good. Halfway through David FaceTimed briefly. He seems well. Even later got message from Oliver saying he would try to get here next Thursday so that he could hear Dot give her talk on Friday.
Monday was overcast; some rain, but reasonably mild. Finished off Order of Service for Thelma and sent it off to Sheila and Jill, who seem happy. Dot spent a lot of time on her P4C documents, but we walked down to Carrow Road and bought a shirt for Oliver for his birthday, then a card on the way back. Oliver FaceTimed late afternoon, and we worked out details of when he was arriving (Thursday afternoon) and how long he’d be here (probably till next Wednesday).
Later we went down to Gem for a meal. We both had cocktails, and I had chicken thigh and chips in Mediterranean style, then Turkish tea, and half a baklava. Dot had a moussaka. We watched the end of the cricket – nice to see Sri Lanka win – and the next two episodes of the French true crime drama, Sambre, which is fascinating.
Tuesday brought quite a lot of rain, though not heavy. Dull and chillier. Felt below par in the morning, but had a sleep in early afternoon and by the time we went to the theatre in the evening – to see The Unexpected Guest, by Agatha Christie, at the Maddermarket, I felt much better. Saw several people I knew there, primarily Bridget and David, but also Pye, from CNS, and Colin, from EN. Note that I know only half the name in each case. I should also mention that I knew two of the principal actors very well – Trevor Burton, in the title role, and David Newham, as the Liberal councillor, which must have been tricky for him. Good play. We drove to the theatre because of the rain, which ruined my intended steps plan. Earlier I wrote a bit for my website on Thelma being the last of her generation. Dot did a lot of catching up, communication wise.
Wednesday was fairly chilly, with showers. I went to an appointment with a nurse practitioner at 9am, and she said my cholesterol was so low that I could experiment with stopping taking statins. Yippee! This could improve my feet: we shall see. Judy came round at 10.30 to watch 3:5(2) of The Chosen, which I have now seen three times, and cried each time. There you go. Afterwards we had a Bible Study with Dot, Debbie, Judy, Steve, Rachel, and it went quite well, I think.
After lunch Dot and I went to Thorpe St Andrew church to see an exhibition on the Thorpe Rail Disaster: it was pretty poor, really, just words and blurred pictures, not even well lit. Afterwards Dot and I walked down to the scene of the crash, but this was similarly underwhelming, until we went round the back of the Rushcutters, which revealed the bridge from the other side. I had (very nice) lamb chops for supper while Dot had egg, bacon and baked beans. She was then picked up by Janet to go to orchestra rehearsal. Arrived home fairly early, and we watched the latest episode of Slow Horses. Sudden repeat of a tooth problem I had a few days ago. Feels like an exposed nerve – sharp pain, but then goes away. I hope.