The week started with a proper Sunday dinner at the rectory next door with my dear neighbours and this was the first real meal since I became ill the previous Saturday. Most delicious. Yesterday, I was properly back at work, and getting meals for other people including a Quaker speaker who came down from London, who I discovered was married to the poet, Carole Satyamurti, known to Julia and me Today I having been catching up on admin stuff on my computer after my enforced week of idleness. I don`t feel a hundred percent, am on a second batch of antibiotics, also I still have a leg like an elephant, I shall be so glad to get back on my bike and go swimming again.
Great plans for the weekend for the twins`fiftieth birthday. I must start the ritual quiche making. Baby Arthur, my great grandson is flying from Newcastle (in an aeroplane I must add)
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