Wednesday, 2 April – Sunny and dry again, with a cool wind. Again. Des came over to talk about plants and brought his grandson Charlie, who continues to view us with suspicion. Drove to church for Bible study. We got through the whole of Ruth. Lovely book: Debbie, Jude, Steven and Dot. Ellie unavailable. Afterwards home for quick lunch before Dot drove me to hospital for dermatology clinic – quite hard to find – where Dr Torchia took a quick look at my mole and said it was seborrhoeic keratoses, and not skin cancer. Which is very good, except that it’s much harder to say.

Walked back across to UEA, where I got in a bus and waited for well over ten minutes for it to move. Took me to station, and my walk home took me over 4000 steps (end of day well over 5000). Cooked salmon, and then Dot left for orchestra with Janet and Nova. Apparently it went well. While Dot was out I played through some EP games, including one of my losses. Contacted Kristine and sent Kavana best wishes for her viva, via Kim. Trying to work out best way forward with Phyllis’s estate; new idea from Louisa which Anna “doesn’t understand”.  Aargh. 

Thursday – sunny and pleasant – bit of wind. Anne came round late morning, and we had tea in the garden before she and Dot went for a walk up to Kett’s Heights and then down to new restaurant opposite Julian Bridge, which they enjoyed despite having to order electronically. Meanwhile I was catching up on EP games, which had fallen about three months behind, and a number other things, including cooking myself a couple of lamb steaks, which were delicious with King Edward mashed potatoes and peas. Bridget came to clean and eventually Dot and Anne came back. Later Anne rang to say Louise had a problem with her head and needed a scan. Worrying. In the evening  Dot and I went to the theatre to see a thriller, Picture me Dead. Quite good, but theatre half empty. Both of us had double gin and tonic. Last episode of Bergerac: quite good in the end, despite the title character being irritating. 

Friday – Weather much the same: Sunny and dry, but with a chilly wind. Dot went to Ladies that Lunch with Sue Eagle and Helen Lamb, plus two others, at Caister Hall and came back with a glowing report. I had intended to go out for a walk but had diarrhoea – possibly from a dodgy banana – so stayed home, and it went away. Cleared up kitchen and my study and printed a couple of things out. Had fish on toast after Dot got back: she didn’t (have fish on toast). Went out for street meet though Des and Chris, Mark, Jo and Sam and Ciara were away. Spoke to Mary, Matt and Angela. Afterward watched final three episodes of Dope Girls, which had its points but so much unpleasantness that I wish we hadn’t bothered. News full of Trump tariffs and Green nazi stories.  Inside steps got me up to just over 4000…

Saturday – …compared to nearly 8000 today. Dot’s big concert day. This time at St Catherine’s Church on Aylsham Road. I walked there – possibly a mistake, but I got there in good time. Sat with Angela, Rodney, Bridget and David. Also Vicky’s boyfriend Anthony. Present were the O’dells, Neville Thrower, Graham Smith and several others, not to mention the orchestra. Very good music. Dot drove me home (with Nova). Earlier Dot and I went to Morrisons and stocked up. Watched Beyond Paradise. Norwich lost 2-1 away to bottom club Plymouth. Renewed  parking permit  and wrote prayers for Sunday, though not in that order. Sunny but quite a cold wind. Oliver back from Lake District. 

Sunday – Sunny again, dry again, chilly wind again. Drove to church. Howard preached and I led the prayers. Martin on piano, Anna, Dot, Steve and me in band. Took Ray home as usual. Restrung guitar with a bit of help from Dot: strings arrived just after lunch. Not much else done. Both had a bad night; so quite tired. Had a long FaceTime with David: he is doing some interesting things with Diderot. Cooked some cod and afterwards watched a two-hour episode of Grace. Felt very down.