Visited Helen at her new house in Halifax, which is handily placed for the sundry delights of nearby Gibbet Street. She has a talkative neighbour, in her nineties; I can see Helen doing plenty of shopping and odd-jobs for her. The old lady will no doubt be able to reciprocate… with advice about knitting patterns for antimacassars and choosing a new mangle.
I drove down to Bakewell this afternoon. I’m not sure who was more to blame, me or the satnav lady, but we seemed to hit horrendous traffic all the way: roadworks, a road accident and police blocking off whole streets, bringing traffic to a standstill…
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