IN BRIEF

Monday 28th July

Nice surprise today, dialled up my emails to find I'd been asked to choose 'Theme Of The Week' on one of the Flickr groups I belong to. No great accolade, but nice to asked... The Theme I chose was 'Something Magical', hoping that the interpretation is wide enough to encourage more people to post an image.

Trying to think of something to do, we decided to go the the cinema. We'd heard such good reports of the new Disney film that Lucy and I went and got our tickets early while we were on a quick trip to Morrisons. Back we (Robert, Lucy and I) trouped at 10 to 8 and took up our premiere seats only to discover that everyone had gone else where. By the time the film started there was a grand total of 7 adults and one child.... the film was very good and the parting song was written and sung by Peter Gabriel, who if you are as old as me you will recognise the name as the lead singer of Genesis...

Friday 1st August

Is it August already?
Lucy came with me to the dentist, but I was soon out complete with new tooth. It felt very odd which was quite upsetting - I thought it would all feel fine straight away (it did settle down by the end of the afternoon) Then off we went to Berkley Garden Centre, the other side of Burton on Trent, on a quest to get the beads I needed for next week's jewellery workshop. Managed to get the beads I wanted, but no findings which was disappointing.

Sunday 3rd August

Graham arrived home about 9 am, not too much the worse for wear. I'd planned a day trip to see my parents as I'd been promising a visit for ages and it just hadn't happened. I'd thought that as Graham usually spends most of his first day home in bed asleep, he wouldn't miss us. However, he decided he didn't want to be left out, so with Robert driving we packed up and left as soon as we could. My father has recently been diagnosed with Carpel Tunnel Syndrome which for someone who spends all his spare time tinkering and making things has been a devastating blow. He really didn't look well, (it has prevented him from being able to sleep at night) but seemed cheerful enough during our stay. After a lovely home cooked lunch it was time for the Grand Prix (which meant that Graham could doze and no one notice) and then it was tea time and time to leave. Robert drove back as far as the M42 and then I took over for the remainder of the journey.