Sunday, 3 January 2010

Scales in bin. Will start again when Christmas cake finished.

3.17 a.m. Woke up suddenly when C. stopped snoring – but still breathing. In the silence I can hear Bridget’s biological clock ticking. Will have to rely on James for grandchildren.

3.18 a.m. What if he’s gay? All these girlfriends just a cover for his true nature. Is that what Una meant when she said ‘how lovely it is to see how fond James is of his mother’? Thank God am not enduring non-stop Una in Albufeira.

11.30 a.m. Spent morning being devoted, made shortbread to have with morning coffee. C. said ‘what no gingernuts?’ Then demanded packed lunch as is going out with new friend Roderick from golf club. Meeting in Kingsford Woods for male bonding round camp fire, latest thing apparently. Staying out all night may be involved, also nudity.

11.31 a.m. All night? Nudity?

11.32 a.m. Must buy new swimsuit for Albufeira.

1 comment:

Annie said...

We are thinking of coming back - New Zealand not all it's cracked up to be. J fell in a geyser and looking redder than ever.

Granchildren also not all they are cracked up to be.

Keep up the diary - it's good to know someone worse off than me.