Our anniversary

Today is our thirty-ninth wedding anniversary, so Ed and I tottered into Norwich on our bus passes for a spectacular day out.

The chain on the shower tidy we bought only last week is already rusting, so we took it back to Lakeland. It’s our second attempt at this particular shower tidy. We bought one the previous week but it rusted so we took it back.

“Can’t understand it,” said the very nice assistant. “I’ve had one for twelve years and it hasn’t rusted.”

Our fault, then? Perhaps we have special rust-producing water in our shower. Anyway, she offered us another one last week, ‘just to see’ and urged us to return it if that too rusted. It did so we did and got our money back.

We then bought a couple of suction shower tidies with no chain. Not much danger of rusting there. But will they cling to the tiles…?

Naturally I had to wander round the rest of the shop and spend even more money on baking trays and the like. Haven’t baked for years, but with retirement looming…

We had lunch al fresco at a little café, nicely helped down by a glass of ice-cold Becks, then caught the bus home, just before the football crowds started. Glad we did, too, since at the last count Norwich were losing five nil – and they dropped a division last year. According to the local paper’s website, most of the fans were so disgruntled they left at half-time. And a disgruntled fan is not one I particularly want to meet.

There was a message from youngest daughter on the answer-phone when we got home. She’s back from Belgium (a dig, I think, in the First World War trenches. Sounds highly macabre to me, but she revels in it) and is coming up to Norfolk for a week on Wednesday.

“I’ll call in on you first,” she announced, “before I go on to stay with Al.”

“That’s funny,” I said to Ed. “She’s never been here first before.”

“She hasn’t got a key to Al’s place,” he explained, pragmatically.

Now, just at the moment, we’re both on laptops and tonight we’ll watch the telly.

O.K., you may not be unduly impressed with our spectacular day, but we’ve loved it!

P.S. Got a publisher for my novel. Am thrilled. Should be out within a year, all about life in small English Church of England parishes, strangely enough. Being published in America. I’m finding it really quite exciting.

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