2 I’m sitting here looking at a vase of dead flowers. I feel rather like Morticia Addams, which I don’t mind at all. I was brought up on Charles Addams’ cartoons and have always relished the sardonic and macabre.
3 I was woken after a couple of hours by a nightmare last night. It was dreadful. I read and played games on my phone for some time to distract myself before trying to sleep again but, although the shocking bit was brief, I can’t forget it. I shan’t dwell on it though.
4 I had a chat with Elle (a student from Germany who stayed with us for several months over the winter) this evening, which was lovely. I do miss her, she became like a granddaughter to me.
5 Al and Dilly came over with the boys as usual on a Tuesday while Squiffany is at Brownies in the village hall. Pugsley does not care for kisses at present, so we shake hands. Hay came to kiss me goodbye, then saw his brother shake my hand and came forward again, proffering his hand to be shaken too. Then he kissed me again. It was adorable.