5, Club St, Lidget Green, Bradford
21st Sunday after Trinity
Remembrance Sunday
After breakfast we looked in on the Cenotaph. The usual Nimrod, Flowers of the Forest, and parading geriatric veterans of the Somme, &c. It is so touching. Ashamed I haven't bought a poppy this year.
Phoned Mum again and she was bright and cheerful and insisted we should carry on as normal. She has spoken to her doctor who assured her that Samuel will be in no danger as he is breast-fed. If the doctor is happy then so am I. We have decided to go in the morning.
My ex-sister-in-law Maria was delivered of a daughter, Sarah Jane, on Guy Fawkes night.
This evening I went and bought a curry take-away bur from the Chinese, and a bottle of Emva Cream sherry from the off-license, and we demolished this ghastly concoction with rellish. To bed tipsy, yet happy.
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