Wednesday 1.

 

I used to know this house well. A friend of ours lived there. He loved it but couldn't afford to do much to it, and it was more or less in its original condition then, completely unrestored. It became steadily more derelict until it was almost falling apart, and he eventually sold it. Since then it has had money spent on it and it now looks a distinguished and comfortable home. I don't know if there's a moral to this story, but I went past the place at the weekend and took this snap, and I certainly shan't be showing it to the ex-owner when I see him.
Early service this morning. We each read a lesson. Breakfast in Church then drove to Ely where I reroped a fine old oak cased, single handed, grandfather clock that I've been looking after for 30 odd years. Then on to a riverside pub between Ely and Cambridge where we had lunch with Ann's Mama, her (Ann's that is) three brothers and two of their wives. Good lunch. Gran is a marvel!. She is 101, had a heart attack ten days ago, stayed in hospital less than 24 hours, and is now up to a thirty mile car journey, and lunch with her family (which she insisted on paying for!). She seems to have totally recovered. Being called up for supper now. More later perhaps.