Wednesday 17th September
This morning I went to the grumpy nurse round at the doctors and had my ear syringed.What a blooming miracle. I can hear again, I nearly jumped out of my skin when the phone went. Everything before sounded as if I was far away in an echoey tunnel.
I served lunch today at the Meeting House for twe;ve Quakers: four men in their mid nineties, three women in their late eighties and no one under seventy. I felt young and skittish at seventy eight.