Sunday, 27 July 2008
Still Sunday.
Back with you. As I was saying, been a lovely weekend. Daughter Sarah, her husband Mikey, and grandchildren Lucy and Guy spent the weekend with us. They came on Friday evening. On Saturday morning, after polishing off the Telegraph Prize crossword, we all went down to Felixstowe Ferry for the crabbing. In two sessions we caught 85 crabs, some of them of almost edible size. But we put them all back, holfing a crab race down the Yacht Club's runway to the water. It's quite something to see a crowd of crabs skittering sideways back to the river, their claws held defensively high. Today we went to David the Dean's last service. The snapshot is of grandson Guy coming down the upper vestry steps. We all then went to the deanery garden for a farewell picnic. Next photo is of Ann and senior choir member Margaret Jarvis. She has sung with the choir for over eighty years, since she was in her teens. The next shot is a more general one of part of the picnic. After lunch Sarah,et al, set off for home. Things seemed quite quiet and after supper Ann fancied a walk along a beach, so we got in the car, drove down to felixstowe, and had said good walk along the front in the cool of the evening. As I said earlier, been a lovely weekend. Goodnight, and God bless you all.
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13 comments:
Bless you too dear Boy.
I thought young Guy had broken into your undercroft - I didn't regognise the vestry steps at all!
Being old and dotty is full of pleasurable discoveries and mystifications!
Did you see that new Hatters in Diss who gets such a lot of Middle-Eastern custom and a has punch-up outside every Saturday night?
Wasn't there once a small platform in the middle of Diss where folk with a grievance against the council's policies could address fellow citizens and air their contrary opinions? ..... Now what was it called? Something quite simple but apt for its location?
Could the third one have been the Disconsulate/disconsolate ? Probably not, still working on it, Mike.
Think more about where he is (two words)and what his discourse shows him to be (one word which sounds the same as the first two).
It is obviously disgruntled, except that I don't think Diss ever did have a public gruntle in the forum. Mike.
Sorry Mike you're way off course,
it is so obvious you'll kick me when you spot it -(which you might on all the sign-post pointing into Diss).
If you don't get it in three I'll be forced to tell you I suppose?
LuvBruv
Any thouhts about the name of the Hat shop?
As an ex-copper you must've been called to sort out many of these?
LuvBruv
Oh, dear, Oh dear. He is of course a Diss centre (or, and there are lots of these in Norfolk) a dissenter. Good one, brother. I love it. Now for the next one.
P.S. DissTURBANces ?????????
Or rather - Dissturbans.
I knew you were only pretending it was hard. Congratulations, right on both counts. Diss Centre (dissenter) and Diss Turbans (disturbance).
I wasn't at all sure that I'd got the right idea of the game.
Oddly you can only become a member of the Diss branch of The Royal Association of Pathologists by dismembering - isn't that somewhat of a paradox?
Of course it's not odd! Silly me! It's perfectly natural to be a dismembering Diss member - it's the other branch members who are paradoxical!
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