Tuesday June 4, 1985

Chillandham Cross, Itchen Abbas

Winchester Cathedral

Bessie's 63rd birthday. We went into Winchester and Ally and Bessie went shopping  and Dad, Samuel and I went to inspect the cathedral. I sat on the grass in front of the war memorial and Dad chased Samuel around. Lots of new trees planted in the cathedral grounds which are very well kept. Looking up at the fine Norman erection one is immediately struck by the overwhelming feeling that man is so small and insignificant. Like flies on a wedding cake. 

To the Bush for lunch. Sat in the garden. I had trout. Surrounded by old army colonels discussing the youth of today. A party of Canadians spoke to us. Dad does very well, but looks lost. 

Out with Dad to Alresford tonight. The Horse and Groom and then the Globe. Just for the last hour or so. Hampshire ale is always diabolically flat. A very wet night. We didn't pack any pullovers, so Ally was wearing one of Bessie's cardigans.

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