Thursday (continued).

Photo is of neice Naomi, family friend Phoebe, and latest great nephew Theo, all at Gran's 100th do. To return to which :- After lunch a reception was given by Gran's neighbours in a large room on the groundfloor of the flats, which they and the family attended; as did the Mayor, Mayoress, photographers and reporters from both local papers. Gran (in an armchair in the centre of the room) held court very graciously and sedately, and showed eveyone her 'telegram' from the Queen. Various cousins, mostly elderly, turned up. Nobody was very clear about the degree of cousinship, except of course Gran, who recognised them all, and explained the degrees of relationship very clearly. At one stage I overheard two of the elderly male cousins discussing Jimmy Fletcher, so I was able to join in as he had taught (or tried to teach) me music fifty odd years ago. I also heard Gran telling a young lady reporter all about a zepellin air raid she had witnessed in 1916 - all good topical stuff - but there, the Wisbech Standard has never been all that up-to-date on its news items. In other words a very good time was had by all. The party began to break up at about four, although the family went back to Gran's flat with her. We left by degrees, so that Gran wasn't left suddenly on her own again. When we left at about seven p.m. David was still with her, and said he would push off an hour later. I think Gran had thoroughly enjoyed her day, and indeed had coped very well with all the excitement. Ann's just calling that it's nearly time for choir practice, so must knock off now. Goodnight all.