Oliver demonstrates his tree-climbing prowess on Dunstable Downs. Lovely day again today: we went out to lunch at Park Farm – excellent fish and chips – and then called in on A Ethel to deliver a scanned photo of her parents. Stayed for about an hour, then continued to Bally to deliver prints from Lucy (delivered to us by Simeon earlier). She wasn’t there, but we saw Rupert and Martin Laurance – then came upon Annette walking down Hall Road on our way home. We turned round and gave her a lift. Now we’re home. Ex-colleague Ian Bullock is coming round later. I think I have another urine infection and am about to start on the antibiotics, which is a bit of a drag.

I got a replacement Flip delivered on Tuesday, but that doesn’t work either, which is also a bit of a drag.

Yesterday Lisa came round early to pick up some leaflets for the Paston exhibition, and I’ve been putting together an illustrated note to go out with my invitations to the Private View. We also had our hair cut yesterday, so we’re all ready for the holiday… The organisers rang us up this morning to say we needed to be at St Pancras before 7am on Sunday because of the ongoing repair work in the Tunnel. If it goes on being that relaxing, it will clearly be a holiday to remember.

On the plus side, I have filed my tax return online, though not without putting in the wrong figures the first time and having to file an amendment.