Monthly Archives: February 2020

No sign of the District Nurse

Sunday 15 February 2015 With the time approaching 08:40, it has become quite misty but the school is visible. The mist disappears during the morning, and there is some brightness late morning and at about 13:00. When I depart for … Continue reading

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Cultural, medical, political

Saturday 14 February 2015 The day starts quite murky. Later this morning it is less murky, and I go for a walk. Mr JG’s van is parked alongside the CJs’ house, on the grass (or mud!) verge. When I pass … Continue reading

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Mystified by Mrs PP

Friday 13 February 2015 At 08:40 approximately, Mrs Pointer’s car is parked in its customary place alongside number 35, and Mrs Vista’s car is parked alongside Vinnie’s short hedge. Miss Vista gets out via the ord; her blonde hair (today … Continue reading

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Blanche Pepper’s tantrum, Thomas Tanbrit’s tears

Thursday 12 February 2015 During the late-morning school-run, I don’t notice that Mrs CM has parked alongside the Old Man’s front side lawn until she returns to the car, alone. She is carrying a water-bottle and a slim, pink-and-blue box … Continue reading

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In decline

Wednesday 11 February 2015 It must be about 10:45 when I return from Cheerful Market and pass by Mrs PM’s house. Mrs PM is standing at the kerb, in the company of a man aged 30-plus; they are about to … Continue reading

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Fern, Ivory, Vista

Tuesday 10 February 2015 At a couple of minutes past 07:00, I go out to open the drive-gates. Both my car and Mr JG’s van are frozen up. I haven’t seen any of the JGs, but unexpectedly the van’s engine … Continue reading

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Large cast of characters

Monday 9 February 2015 At half past midnight, moonlight is shining onto the right-hand door-jamb of the Old Man’s bedroom.

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Not a nightmare, not a rationalist

Sunday 8 February 2015 Early this morning I have a dream (not a nightmare) in which I have been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Quite a few people “crawl out of the woodwork” to visit me and wish me well. … Continue reading

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Snow, shopping, trimming, potholes

Saturday 7 February 2015 Alongside the Trimots’ house and the house adjoining, snow is piled up near the kerb, both on the pavement and on the roadway; snow is also piled up, but not so high, against the garden wall … Continue reading

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