Friday.

Cold morning. Friends Terry and Diana came to lunch - soup (celery, leek and chicken- homemade) smoked salmon with salad and home made bread, then coffee with some of Ann's apricot flapjack (all simple stuff but absolutely delicious). Pottering on the computer this afternoon. Found myself falling asleep over the keyboard, so went upstairs, arranged myself horizontally, and slept for an hour. Awoke to a lovely sunny afternoon, and resumed pottering till six, when we ate (early for us because we've been invited to the preview of the Art exhibition which we'll be occasionally stewarding during the coming week) . Whenever I use the computer now, it bloops occasionally and announces that Matt has signed in. I think this is a legacy of granddaughter Georgie's stay when she used the computer for purposes of 'revision', and has somehow I suppose left her brother Matthew hooked up to it. I don't really mind, as after announcing Matt's presence the image fades after a few seconds. It's rather like having him here as he usually enters a room where I'm working, says "Hi Pa" and then fades away again seconds later. Must close and go and look at some art. Mem: leave chequebook at home this year.

Thursday.

Bloke who is making our new gate called in at 9am with unfinished gate to show us. Seemed very proud of it. Understandably because it's nice. Reminds me of awful schoolboy joke popular when I was awful schoolboy:- If you accused a chap of stealing your gate would he take offence? Well I warned you it was awful. Then our good friends Sue and David dropped in for coffee. Then this afternoon my barber called, cut my hair, stayed for coffee, and had long chat about values of collectables (not at all the same subject as collection of valuables, I'm afraid) . This evening choir practice. This blog seems to be becoming a diary. Boring. Would at this point liven it up by inserting some deep and profound thoughts if I knew any. Must learn to use this digital camera thingy, then I can improve matters by taking and inserting some pictures into the machinery. Still, waffling quite well at present. Did quite a lot of work today between socialising. Goodnight all.

Wednesday

Today, being wednesday, we went to early service (7.30 am), followed by a frugal breakfast in church. About eight of us. After that went on to surgery where my doctor talked a load of #~@'' to me about losing weight and taking far more excercise. Except when he's talking medicine my doctor is a thoroughly good chap (but in my opinion a rotten doctor). Fancy talking about such things as dieting and excercise when there's a lady present (especially when the lady is my wife with her ears flapping). After that we went on to our coffee shop for coffee and sticky buns, so there !!!! Well that's what I went there for. I wasn't allowed any buns, and Ann restricted herself to coffee and a croisant (with jam). I watched this display with a very marked silence. Then home to work -- went well. Now it's evening and we're off for what's left of an early night. Good night dear readers (if any).

The "Other" Half

This is me, in our half done new garden.

... Sandbathing in the sunpit!

This is me taken in a weak moment by granddaughter Georgie.

Portrait of the blogger.

This is me. At my best. Should have warned you. Not sure this is a good idea, been persuaded by a friend., backed by Ann ( the better half - of some forty odd years- no not her age but the length of our partnership- no don't like that word- our marriage.) Think I might like this. As long as nobody knows who I am this might be therapeutic. Anyway I shall enjoy it.