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19 March 2007

Gradually catching up, but I seem to have mislaid my driving licence, and two very large bills are awaiting payment, which is a bit of a downer. Extremely cold today: windy with sleet and hail showers.

Yesterday went to church as usual, then inserted some flowers on my mother’s grave and saw the new grave of Dorothy Spelman, who died a week or so ago. Flowers also to North Walsham cemetery (weather turbulent), and visited J & F. Son R also present: it was mothers’ day. Very pleasant time and cake. Today have just been to see JP, who has been taken into a BUPA home. She is doing well. Her stepson John visited while we were there.

Just to remind me of what it was like a week ago in Florida (and probably still is), I have included a beach picture: Dot and Barbara against the Gulf of Mexico. No bets on who wins.

23 February 2007

This is Dot and Barb sitting on the dock of the bay during our orientation walk. Otis Redding, eat your heart out. (A Roger Murray picture)

Last night we stayed in and watched a couple of movies in the company of some gigantic desserts from the Bubble Room. The desserts didn’t stay around long – well, mine did, but then I was never much for dessert. We saw Woody Allen’s Scoop, and The Devil Wears Prada, both of which were good value.

Today we went to the Lighthouse for breakfast again and called in at a delcatessen called Andrea’s. Just looking, apparently. Back to the house for a webchat with Caddington and then a kayak ride out in the bay. Beautiful calm day, stunning views and manageable exertion. Dot and Barb have now gone down to the beach, but Roger and I decided to take advantage of the house. Cool.

I didn’t get the commission for the Norfolk poem, but they liked my stuff and might use some of it.