Last evening I watched a programme on King GeorgeV and Queen Mary - such an interesting programme, there was so much in it that I didn't know. But there was one thing in the programme that brought back what must have been one of my earliest memories because it happened in 1935 when I would have been three. I remember their Silver Jubilee so clearly. There was a huge celebratory fair held on the Cattle Market site on Monk's Road in Lincoln and my father took my brother and me. I was three so my brother would have been fourteen. I remember lots of side shows, lots of stalls, lots of fairground rides - but what I remember most of all is that he bought me a rag doll which was as big as I was. It was red, white and blue and I had it for years. Channel 5 seems to have the monopoly on programmes about royalty - - I am not particularly royalist but I have learnt such a lot about their history that I didn't know.
Three times so far today I have got togged up ready to go for a walk with Percy and three times, before we could venture out of the garage, it has rained quite heavily. I have given up so have now gone for three days without a walk out. The trouble is that I walk so slowly that if I get caught in a rain shower I am wet through be cause I am unable to hurry.
My soup maker has left the warehouse and is on its way - the wonders of the computer - I can track it all the way here so I don;t need to wait in for it But if the weather continues in this vein I don't expect to be going anywhere.