Struggling to get used to my new sleeping arrangements with Diana and then to buy new dish washing machine whilst finding some time for Sam quartering at Molesworth.
Then a message from Wiggly to report that she was heavy with cold, she was sick at 3.00pm and spent the rest of the day in bed. Being quite hopeless and pitiful and did not know what to do and wanted desperately to speak to me.
News of horrific floods and storms in Italy, the worst for a century with 43 people known dead and another 50 missing as buildings collapsed and bridges swept away. A trawler is missing in the North Sea with its crew of twelve.
It was a night of adjustment again as Diana and I slept together in this huge bed of ours. Even with the seven foot width, I still managed to get over her side as I was too close to the open doors on a cold night.
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Eventually to sleep but woke to her complaints that Sam had been whining in the small hours though I heard nothing. To breakfast with the girls and out with Sam early enough to be back for walking the girls to the bus stop.
Della walked Sam on his lead as I carried her bags. I continued along Gordon Road and then Mill Lane to keep him used to lorries and heavy traffic; running him briefly past Windmill Cottage and into Mill Field before bringing him home along the Hayling Way.
There I removed the wooden decore panels from our old Hoover dishwasher and took them and Diana into St Neots to see about getting a replacement machine. This was the start of an exasperating and exhausting morning as the modern type of dishwashers all have one top-to-floor panel rather than the split front of two panels common when we had the wooden decor panels made to match our fitted kitchen.
Eventually, having spent ages with Electrical Services and Eastern Electricity, we found that a compatible model from AEG could be ordered and so left a deposit to have one delivered. A coffee and sticky bun in The Harvest Bakery to recuperate and then more shopping in Waitrose before we could come home for lunch.
I chose to have four fresh oysters from the Atlantic coast off of Western Ireland, some other seafood and a mackerel salad for lunch which I thoroughly enjoyed. This needed me to have a rest in the lounge for a couple of hours before I could muster energy enough to do a half-hour's desk work and then take Sam to Molesworth for a walk and look round.
The winter wheat was coming up well and I could not see any pigeons on the rape even though they have installed at least one banger. Home for tea and then time to archive much of last month's journal before I settled down in front of the TV for a top Premier League football match.
I checked my answering machine at half time and, as expected, the lights were flashing with no message, signifying that Wiggly had probably left a message for me at Harnser. I remotely interrogated that and received her message and telephone number at her hotel at Sheffield and, upon calling her, heard the sad news that she has come down with a bad cold and sickness.
Heavy with cold this morning, she was sick at 3.00pm and spent the rest of the day in bed and was quite hopeless and pitiful and did not know what to do and wanted desperately to speak to me.
I could only try to comfort her from a distance and reassure her; suggesting that she should stay at the hotel and to try to have an early night and get some rest and she might feel different in the morning when I would ring again to see how she was faring. It was cooler today, with a south-easterly wind.
News of horrific floods and storms in Italy, the worst for a century with 43 people known dead and another 50 missing as buildings collapsed and bridges swept away. A trawler is missing in the North Sea with its crew of twelve. Further faults have been found with more ferry bow doors after safety checks on the British fleet.
The Republic of Ireland are releasing a number of IRA prisoners early in the run up to Christmas.