In splendid isolation

Tuesday 15 July 2014

The day starts clear and cloudless. The sun rises beyond number 16; before 07:00, it has disappeared behind clouds.
In the bedroom that the Old Man and the Deceased Lady used to sleep in, there is a smell that I associate with the Deceased Lady’s clothes — but I haven’t moved or disturbed anything in the wardrobes or elsewhere.
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Mrs Tanbrit and Naomi

Monday 14 July 2014

In the late morning school-run, Mrs Tanbrit’s car is parked at the kerb alongside the Efords’ house and the house adjoining. Mrs Tanbrit is in the driver’s seat, and Mrs PP is approaching the car with Master PP, who is allowed to get in via the fpd. Mrs PP is smiling. She gets in via the ord. Presumably the nrs is occupied by Thomas Tanbrit? — I don’t see him.
Mrs Tanbrit immediately drives off past the Old Man’s house.

The weather for the afternoon school-run is cloudier and breezier. Mrs Mustard has parked alongside the Efords’ house and the house adjoining. She returns to her car with the push-chair, accompanied by Miss Mustard who is wearing a pale uniform dress and a black sun-cap with a red front segment and red peak.
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Thomas Tanbrit tests the boundaries

Monday 14 July 2014

First thing, the JGs’ washing from yesterday evening is still out on their line. Sunlight is streaming in to the bathroom and landing of the Old Man’s house.
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Panic attack

Sunday 13 July 2014

The day starts moderately bright.
At 14:15 I set off for cousin Naomi’s house. She answers the door, wearing a headscarf and holding her forehead with one hand. Soon after I arrive, she is having a panic attack about a blank area in her field of vision. (She tells me Davey also suffers from panic attacks.) Naomi doesn’t want to make an appointment to see her GP about this — she suffers from hospital-phobia, and is worried that the GP would send her to hospital for tests. But by the end of my visit, she is talking about making an appointment to see her GP. She has long since mislaid her sunglasses, and as I leave the house she is considering phoning Dorcas to find out whether she has a spare pair.

Shortly after 18:10, two attractive Malay(?) girls in their late teens are walkilng past Vinnie’s house. The inboard girl, with near-waist-length hair, has a purple shopping-bag; the outboard girl, with rather straggly shoulder-blade-length hair, has an off-white shopping-bag. They enter the driveway of number 8, then moments later a man wearing a very-pale-blue shirt, who has come from the opposite direction, also enters that driveway. All three go indoors.

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First conversation with Mr OS

Saturday 12 July 2014

Overnight, I have a dream that features Dr LA(m) and Mr GM — two people who IRL almost certainly have never met.
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Motoring memories

One from the 1950s and one from the 1960s:

Sometime in 1958 — I can’t remember exactly what time of year it was, but the weather was quite warm — we viewed a house that was for sale. The vendors’ car was parked on the drive — it was an Austin A30 or A35.

We bought the house. The Deceased Lady lived there until 2002, and the Old Man lived there until 2010.

When my cousin C (the son of the Old Man’s sister) visited us in 1962, he owned a 1955 Morris Oxford. By the standards of the time it seemed quite a big car — and C himself certainly reckoned that it was.

[Original posting 12 July 2012]

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Cards, present(s), ice-creams

Friday 11 July 2014

When I get up, the sky is overcast.
Just after 08:20 Mrs Pavane parks opposite the lower zigzag.
Several minutes later, a red Volvo is parked alongside the upper part of the school-house garden, with Mrs Wobbly’s black Nova beyond it.
Parents and kids gather on the pavement between the middle and lower entrances.
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Mustard and garlic

Thursday 10 July 2014

In the middle of the night, there is a light glowing in the living-room of number 35.
The sun is out before 07:00.
Not long before 08:20 two teenage boys wearing the uniform of Coasting Comprehensive, one a few yards behind the other, ascend past the Old Man’s house.
Mrs Pavane’s car parks nose uphill opposite the lower entrance of the school.
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Belle talks with someone in the Media

Wednesday 9 July 2014

I feel tired, and unenthusiastic about my trip to Peakville — perhaps a touch of end-of-term-itis.
When I am about to drive off, Mrs CH is having a skip delivered. (For the past two days, a big white van has been parked by the garages, and two Asian workmen have been in attendance.) She is happy to let me depart before the lorry brings the skip closer — which would block my way.
At the Old Man’s house, the lawns haven’t grown as much as I have been expecting. For once, the gates of the driveway are properly closed. There is bright sun, with some breeze, and this continues through the lunchtime school-run and the afternoon school-run.
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A good deal

Thursday 19 June 2014

The middle-aged woman in the charity shop has been speaking of her son and his partner. Then she says: “Her family are funeral directors, so when I go I’m hoping for a good deal.” After a second’s pause, she laughs at her own witticism.

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