Another car, and not very clear, I’m afraid. Which is a pity, because apparently the two children standing by the car are Dot’s mum and her sister Ethel. In the car are the Green family: Ethel, George and George junior. The older Ethel was Dot’s grandmother’s sister.

And while we’re on the subject, the car in my previous blog apparently contained Dot’s great-great-grandfather and great-great-grandmother, James and Sarah Myhill (nee Webster). Also in the car were “Uncle Fred and Aunt Rose” (position in tree obscure), and it just may be Auntie Ethel is the child.

This is clearly getting a bit esoteric. Here in the 21st century I am still persisting with my walking, although yesterday was too wet – it seems autumn is here with a vengeance. Much cooler and a lot of water. Very grey. I’ve just finished Dave Gemmell’s last book, Shield of Thunder, which was excellent. I didn’t notice many changes from the draft copy I saw. I’ve also written my talk for the memorial service and sent it off to Stella. The publishers are looking at it today to see if it fits in OK, but Stella seemed very happy with it.

I am shortly leaving for Dereham to asssess a trainee there, and tomorrow we are travelling to Nottingham for Amy’s birthday party – she’s actually two on October 20, but we and Vicky’s parents will be away then. Last night we had a blast from the past when Ruth C came round for the evening, and we spent two or three hours sorting the world out – though it doesn’t seem to have improved this morning.

I have had an annoying occasional pain in the gut for about a week but don’t feel ill and think it’s something that will pass. Possibly literally.

Another letter today from my West Norfolk correspondent DD, who thinks the millennium started on January 1, 2000 and there is a huge conspiracy to cover it up. Accuses everybody of not listening to him, but doesn’t respond to my clearly erudite explanation of why he’s confused. Why doesn’t everyone see I’m right about everything?