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The journey from Paxton to Norfolk with Diana and the girls after a latish start but got parked up 70mins later and enjoying coffee and scones at the Jarrold’s coffee shop.
Debbie was fitted with contact lenses at the opticians, and, after lunch, we drove on to Horning and found many neighbours there for the start of Easter so that Debbie would play with Amy of the Dunhams.
Some good walks with Sam but struggling to sleep later as Di had forgotten to pack my bedding!
It was a fine and sunny day to accompany our journey to Norfolk but first we had to get ourselves and Sam ready to go. Sam was very good but I had trouble with the state of the car as Daniel had left it dishevelled and full of dog hair etc.! We did not get away until 8.40am but a good journey as we had beaten the traffic and were parked in Norwich by 10.00am. This gave us the chance to have coffee and scones at the Jarrold’s coffee shop and then, as Della and I took Sam for a walk in the park, Diana took Debbie to the opticians to see about getting some contact lenses. She made out all right after an hour's test wearing samples around town and will now be fitted with some of her own in a week or so.
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Mammoth paperwork day as we assessed another driver’s damage to Di's car. Recovering both physically and organisationally from our time in America with Debbie and Daniel helping me with walking Sam whilst also starting to enjoy Easter treats.
It has evidently been quite chilly for the last two weeks and now has become wet again so at least I have not missed much boating weather this spring
We were still recovering both physically and organisationally from our time in America and the night did not pass without incident. I awoke around 2.00am and woke up for a couple of hours to make myself a drink and read the paper so as to be soon back to sleep again. Diana had more trouble, being awake from the early hours onwards but the girls achieved their first full night's sleep since getting back. The dog waited patiently until I got to him with his food and drink at 9.15am and behaved himself quite well when Debbie and I walked him across St Neots Common. I needed a rest once I had returned from dog-walking, but the family did not give me much of one.
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This was a gentle catching up day, recovering from jetlag and taking over Dam fro Daniel’s came after he had been house-sitting. Phone calls to my accountants, solicitors, and friends progressed many of the matters outstanding.
Then Steven and Mary came over later for a cup of tea, chat and review of my house purchases. I detected that Steven was depressed again and presumably has had no success with his search for job interviews.
Tired though we all were, we still all woke up around 1.30am when our bodies thought that it was breakfast time and that we should be up and about! Diana skulked off to the spare room, accusing me of "wriggling about" but I, like the girls, read for a couple of hours and then fell back to sleep. The problem was that I did not want to get up until after 8.30am and was late out to the dog; those spells of tiredness flooding over me again! The struggle to get shaved, showered and dressed before breakfast with the others. The body is of the wrong temperature to have a shower and has to be warmed up to get its metabolism going.
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Some last-minute activities in San Francisco to London doing a few things around our end of the Fisherman's Wharf area. The girls visited The Waxworks Museum, Ripley's "Believe it or Not" and The Haunted Dungeon whilst Di and I browsed in the shops and sat and drank coffee opposite in the sunshine.
We also all went to Pier 39 together to browse in the shops and see the sea lions for the last time before having a last meal in Johnny Rockets which all the family enjoy. A sunny but cool day to leave San Francisco but I prefer the weather like that
I find the journey east across the Atlantic to be such a mixture of lost and blurred time that I must note the passing of two days with a single entry in this journal. The day started late after a disturbed night. Youths across the hotel courtyard were whooping and cheering at the teasing display of some girls on the balcony next-door-but-one to us around midnight. They were waving their pants/briefs around having presumably taken them off and done a "moon" to attract attention. This is a tiresome North American practice of pulling trousers and pants down/ dresses up and displaying bums against a window as a joke. It was no joke to me the day before departure and I shouted at them to be quiet and, after a fashion, they became so.
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