Friday.

                                                                    More soppy verse.
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Granddaughter Freja goes home tomorrow (or rather gets home the day  after) -it's a long journey,she lives in the  far North of Sweden. She has, once again, more than pulled her weight. She's taken over a lot of cooking and housework from Ann, and anyway, she's a real pleasure to have about the place. She's a bright nineteen year old, and we'll both miss her. Still, our daughter (her mother) will have been missing her - so fair do's. 
Thank you Ruth - it's been lovely  having her here.

Yesterday we motored over to Stowmarket to view an auction  which included a small section of antique guns  and swords. Bit disappointing. The auction is tomorrow, so instead of going back  to  the  auction to bid for the three items that interested me, I left bids on them, all fairly optimistic ones. As I'm now officially retired it really doesn't matter much whether I buy  or  not. One of the lots (a flintlock  pistol) needs  a  fair amount of work  doing, which, if bids are successful, will keep me busy for a while.  That's the point, I think -keeping  meself occupied in retirement. If successful, might well take 'before' and eventually 'after' photos for the  blog.

 We'll see.