Hazy few days: think I’ve just about got back on to an even keel, but never quite sure. We had a fun evening with Menita and Regis – the continental way of eating, which lasted all evening till after 11pm – and just about made it to bed before going to sleep. On Monday I had my temporary crown replaced with a permanent one. Sad, really. The temporary one was doing really well, and the replacement process turned out to be painful. Two lots of anaesthetic needed to drill away the cement, leaving my mouth sore. Happily, the effects only lasted the rest of the day. I gave chess a miss.

On Tuesday we had a large group of ten, and Dot cooked roasted vegetables to go with my fried bacon and some goat’s cheese. Good meal, and fruitful conversation. Earlier Dot and I went out to North Walsham to leave flowers in the cemetery and to visit Jessie. This was after calling at the garage, where they managed to fix Dot’s defective door release by reprogramming it very simply. The mechanic also told me how to sort out my problem with the electronic windows; so a useful visit. I managed to leave my mobile phone at Jessie’s (it fell out of my pocket), so had to return yesterday to pick it up after going into Norwich with Dot to buy a suit and tie  from Marks and Spencers for the wedding. Went for a grey one for a change: I think it works all right. Afterwards called in at Starbucks on The Walk, and Dot asked for a tall americano and an extra shot with room, thus fulfilling a recent ambition. They knew what that meant, but when she asked for half-and-half, the assistant thought she wanted to pay half cash and half on card, which is a bit bizarre. Another assistant, however, was able to supply the half -cream, half-milk required. Boringly, I had a boring tea, which was boring. Ran into Adrian busking on London Street and bought one of his CDs.

The weather has been milder this week, and today I joined some former colleagues for a yomplet at Venta Icenorum. Not exactly strenuous, but a pleasant hour before I had to hurry back home to take a call from a hospital nurse about my recurring technical problem. Dot meanwhile was at Park Farm and then at her aunt’s. I’m still catching up with mail and other things. We are off to a meal with the Robinsons this evening, and tomorrow we head for Portsmouth and the wedding of my god-daughter Holly. Of which more later.