5th Sunday after Trinity
Excessively cold day. Had a very comfortable night's sleep. Woke at about 11. Grandad Glynn (minus dentures) made our breakfast of eggs and bacon.
The usual Stockport luncheon followed which consisted of about five pints between 12 and 2 with Garry, Dave and Billy. Billy goes on about his niece's wedding. Garry joked about my hilarious trousers. I'm definitely taking them on holiday after this reception.
Afterwards David, Mr Glynn and I watched a dreadful Tony Curtis film after which I was the only conscious survivor.
Home by 10:30. Glenda Jackson's 'Touch of Class' was on tv. Poor Mum hasn't been too well. I am worried about her really.
David, Lynn and Dad have decorated the bedroom at Lawn Road.