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This morning I enjoyed the attentions of our dental hygienist. The surgery having cancelled three appointments in a row, it was something of a surprise that this particular young lady was fit, well, and in attendance.
Today’s administrative tasks included revising the draft of my complaints letter to incorporate suggestions from our mortgage broker; exchanging e-mails concerning the sale of my French house, and send off a payment in relation to this; and ordering a supply of oil for our central heating system.
This afternoon I scanned a batch of colour prints from May 1993. These were of Louisa’s eleventh birthday party in the garden of Lindum House at Newark.
One of the highlights of a group of young people during the Newark years was Louisa’s annual birthday party. At least, it was for me. I think this was the first one involving a bouncy castle.
Here, Rebecca A shares a joke,
perhaps with Louisa.
They are certainly sharing one here.
Some had to wait their turn before
entering the castle.
Matthew C has managed to join Louisa inside,
where, collapsed in corner, he appears helpless with laughter;
recovers, and engages in a race with Adam.
Louisa seems to be assessing
how high she can leap.
take the measure of the lens.
attempt to keep herself upright by leaning on the clown’s knee
or clutching the roof, while Rebecca makes her way past,
and goes topsy turvy.
The seven is all hands
Most of these children, some now with families of their own, have remained lifelong friends.
This evening we dined on roast chicken, sage and onion stuffing, mashed potato, carrots, and broccoli; followed by banoffi pie and cream. I finished the malbec and Jackie drank Hoegaarden.