Almost exactly 78 years ago, my mother gave this photograph of herself to my father. She was just 17; he was almost 16. I found it in a box full of my mother’s pictures. In pencil on the back is written: “Given to DL 17(or 11).2.29”

Romantic or what? We’re now building up to our holiday in Florida. Today we need to pack and get everything ready. Dot is doing the garden. I’ve just popped down to the InPrint studios, where Annette was teaching a workshop, and checked the newly cut keys work. They do, though one is tricky.

Yesterday we went out to North Walsham, took some flowers to the cemetery and saw Jessie and Frank. The day before I drove to Halesworth to see a trainee and then had a sandwich with Dot at Park Farm. On Valentine’s Day Dot and I had lunch at Cafe Rouge, and we bought me some swimming shorts afterwards. I’ve written my page for Feb 26: hope it’s Ok, but I should be on the internet in Florida in case it isn’t.

Today is sunny and warm out of the wind.