Today has been an 'after the Lord Mayor's Show' kind of day really, particularly as it has rained steadily all day and so, at six o'clock in the evening, I have drawn all the blinds around the bungalow to shut out the thoroughly dismal evening outside.
Of course we all met for coffee as we always do on Friday mornings. There was hardly any market - very few stallholders bother to turn up when it is wet, particularly as it gets towards winter. I bought my fruit (pears, russet apples, grapes and bananas this week - peaches and nectarines have more or less come to an end).
After this W and I went up to our Library where there was a really interesting exhibition on the role of Quakers and others who refused to bear arms in both wars. Of course I remember something of this as I was thirteen when the second world war finished. Many of these men and women took a very active and important role - they became stretcher bearers, medical people (many of whom worked near to the front line) and many were involved at the end of the war in being amongst the first to enter and assist in places like Belsen and other concentration camps.
I vividly remember the many thousands of Displaced Persons after the war, men who came from places like Poland, where their country had been devastated - many had met English women and wished to remain here. Many did and I worked with young men who were the children of such marriages. A fascinating exhibition.
Then it was out to our usual eating place on Fridays. But before we ate we went round a lovely exhibition called '100 hearts'. Put on by the Embroiderer's Guild, each heart commemorated a person or an aspect of war. The standard of workmanship was excellent and the sentiments expressed were heart-warming too.
Lunch (potted shrimps and chicken and leek pie) followed and then it was home. Tess arrived at about the same time as I did after her rather wet walk with PetPals. We turned up the heating and sat down for the rest of the afternoon. I started my new book, which is my Book Group choice for the month - 'The Forty Rules of Love' by Elif Shafak. I am up to Page 29. So far, so good.