Friday, 30 January 2009
Ann's calling me to supper now. More later, perhaps.
Sunday, 25 January 2009
On Friday morning we motored across to Forward Green to fix a minor problem on a long case clock, which I had supplied to friends of ours just over 30 years ago. Fixed minor problem, but found another (potential) problem that I didn't have spares for, so will have to return. Arranged to go for lunch with them a few weeks hence. On way home went to look at Needham Market Church and took above snap of doorway. It's an unusual church being beside the High Street and with no churchyard. It has a lovely angel roof, not as good as St. Wendreda's in March (Cambridgeshire), or Upwell (in Norfolk), but pretty good all the same. Later on Friday went to cinema club to see Mama Mia. Peculiar thing. Cast looked vaguely human, but sounded and behaved as if a totally alien race, pursuing strange ends in unspecified country on unfamiliar planet. I couldn't make much of it (as you'll probably have already gathered). Still, Ann said she enjoyed it, so worth going to.
Yesterday motored over to Wisbech, lunched and spent afternoon with Gran. Last week she'd been rather poorly. She's a good deal better now, and as cheerful as ever, bless her. In the evening we went on to March, where Kerry had arranged a party for Laura in the United Services Hall. Laura, who is nineteen, is about to push off on a trip round the world, so this was a going away party. There was a very loud discotheque with a disc jockey. Liz, Georgia, Matthew, and Beth turned up, as did Sarah, Mikey, Amelia, Lucey, and Guy, together with about fifty of Laura's friends, and a very good time was had by all, including Ann and meself. Got home just after midnight tired and happy.
Today has been (so far) the usual quiet Sunday, enlivened (just before the morning service) by the organist (Bob) having a (to my mind thoroughly justified) go at one of the churchwardens regarding his lack of organisation and communication. Bob is usually such a quiet, easy going, chap, that it came as quite a surprise to everyone. It was done, quietly, effectively, and well. Don't suppose it'll bring about any permanent improvement, though. Still, it relieved everyone's feelings. 'Bye all.
Thursday, 22 January 2009
Taken yesterday. First snowdrop in flower. Looked round garden and found small dark purple perrywinkle in flower, also primula, winter pansies, pink dead nettle, and a small white dianthus (Mendlesham Maid- like a miniature Mrs. Sinkins - a pink). I also found that the cyclamen I photographed in full flower on the 1st December (I think) now has a circle of new buds out. Found several tulips pushing through, and one already showing colour -one of the dwarf red ones in a small raised bed.It's surprising what can be found flowering in a garden even in January (if you look closely).
Sunday, 18 January 2009
Finished yesterday's Telegraph prize crossword at breakfast. Then to Church, self in choir, Ann serving. Sandwich and salad lunch, followed by doze I'm afraid. Since then I've been sorting out the strike train on a 30 hour clock movement - think it's sorted now- time will tell (if you see what I mean). Then repairing pair of side ejector brass candlesticks -late 18th century sheetbrass types - learned something I didn't previously know about the way they are put together. Been a nice quiet day of rest. Goodnight all.
Saturday, 17 January 2009
Wednesday, 14 January 2009
Thursday, 8 January 2009
The snapshot is of grandson Guy (oldest daughter Sarah's youngest), looking like a cross between a modified Mohican and the late (and not much lamented) Adolph Hitler. The haircut is about the limit of what he can get away with as far as his parents are concerned (it can be brushed nearly flat for school) and the moustache is frankly a false one I got out of a cracker at the lip reading lunch before Christmas (it caused much mirth when I wore it and it wasn't awfully effective as a disguise). Still, Guy liked it. He seemed to think it complemented his appearance nicely. More later perhaps. Mike.
Monday, 5 January 2009
This photo (which should, I think, be captioned 'The Strongest Girl in The World') shows Lucy, who is ten, holding her sister Sophie, who is nineteen and the senior granddaughter. I think I should explain that Lucy is (without being fat) strongly built and sturdy, whilst Sophie is tall, but very slim, light boned and elegant, so that the picture is not as impossible as it looks.
We woke up this morning to a white world -less than an inch of snow- and the news on the wireless (it was in fact on the TV -sorry) that a lorry had jack knifed near the Black Cat Roundabout on the A1. As we had to get back home, change, and into Ipswich by 1 pm to go to Phillip Woods's funeral, we had to alter our planned route home. We made it nicely in time, and I sang with my old choir, of which Phillip had also been a member - I sung next to him for some years. Phillip was a few weeks short of his 95th birthday. As his widow Phyllis said to me, he had a very long, full, and happy life, so it was more a celebration of his life than mourning his departure from it.
At the moment everywhere is wet and slushy, but it feels as if it is going to freeze hard tonight. Gran has just 'phoned to warn us that the roads and pavements will be treacherous in the morning, and to take great care if going out. Assured her that we don't plan to. Just beginning to realise that it's been a long and full day, so am going to knock off now. Goodnight all.
We've spent a long weekend at Sarah and Mikey's. This is a snap of (left to right) Mikey, Sarah, Liz, Tia, Jude, and Ann. On Saturday afternoon eighteen of us went to the pantomime - Peter Pan. It is our Christmas present to the grandchildren and such of their parents who wish to accompany us. More soon (D.V.).