This is my Facebook diary entry for 2nd May 2012:
I have to say I am very encouraged by and grateful for the responses I have had to these posts. Keep them coming and I’ll do likewise.
Did a telephone supervision session this morning.
An hour’s walk took me to Sainsbury’s in North Cheam for a shop. Had acceptable fish and chips in the Blue Chip chippie in Sutton Common Road and came home by bus.
This time the boredom of Hillcross Avenue was relieved by a little boy aged 3/4. On the other side of the road he raced ahead of his father, pressed the button to operate the pedestrian traffic lights, and tore across the road ahead of his Dad who was pushing the pushchair. On my side of the road he turned to enter a footpath and came a real head-first cropper. He got up, no whinging or crying, rolled up his jeans leg to reveal a graze, said, quite cheerfully, ‘I’ve hurt myself’, then jabbered away excitedly. His Dad said ‘ If you can understand a word of that you are doing better than me’. I couldn’t. He said he’d get back to me.
After that ‘raindrops [kept] falling on my head…..’
This afternoon I reached page 250 of Flaubert’s ‘L’education sentimentale’.
Then cooked my version of Delia’s sausage casserole which we have just finished eating.