The happiest discovery of the day, thanks to Dave, was how to do an apple. – like this. It has, sad little woman that I am, become my signature du jour.
I’m feeling pretty good today, in fact. All those things that have been hanging over my head for weeks – they’re done. Not that I’ve not got a lot still on, but there are no more deadlines. No more speeches. No more performances. No more meetings to chair until September. They’ve all happened. It feels wonderful. I don’t care whether they were done well or badly; they were done. When I arrived home today, there was a message asking me to play the organ at a funeral next Thursday. I will say ‘no’. Unless the weather is nasty, I shall go to the Norfolk (and good) Show. This Saturday, I will go to London to fetch boxes of Stuff as well as Phil, who will be delivered to Norwich as he will spend the next four days painting. I’ll go and help (though I’ve been forbidden to go up ladders; I’m sturdy and sensible on ladders, but I obey my daughter and am glad she cares) and have said I won’t be available for church. I’ve done it, I don’t have to do it.
Family promises, babysitting and the like are a joy. Paperwork has been building up and must be completed, but will be. The garden is a disaster because we are plagued with rabbits at present, but never mind. It’s nature. We may swear but we can’t completely control and that’s not at all a bad thing.
What a lovely evening. I must go and close the doors to the greenhouses. The green wheelie bins must be wheeled down to the gate (they are chocker; no one did it a fortnight ago). Then, a delicious ripe peach. And a pear. Then coffee. Yes. It’s good. The Sage will be happy later; I’ll be charming to him. The darling man went to a funeral today, in Northamptonshire, which is a long way (anywhere out of Norfolk and Suffolk takes half a day to drive to). It was someone whom he had known for over 60 years and her husband was so pleased to see him. He had been a schoolteacher at the Sage’s prep school and she had been Matron. They were both lovely people and I’d have gone too, if it hadn’t been for the last of my obligations.
Have a good evening, darlings.