1 There was a thrush singing in the pine tree by Kenny’s shed this afternoon. It had spring and nesting and suchlike in its mind, I could tell.
2 I measured myself today. Bust a bit disappointingly small, waist ditto big, hips just right.
3 I went to get milk from the farm. Jonny’s Girls were being milked and, a few at a time, strolled relaxedly out afterwards, chewing the cud. It has to be *the* cud, doesn’t it? You just can’t say “the cow was chewing her cud,” it sounds weird.
4 The Head’s PA always makes me a cup of tea and tries to catch me out with the variety. Today, she succeeded – it was Earl Grey with orange blossom. Very pleasant.
5 Martina said such a nice thing to me in her letter last night, it quite made my morning when I woke up and read it.