Ending well by the sea
A full day for Lorraine today at school. Also Beth was being interviewed for a teaching assistant role there. She phoned me after to tell me how it went. By all accounts she did excellently, but after long debate in the school, (not involving Lorraine) and another candidate just edged it. In the evening Lorraine and I went to Hove to meet Beth and John, after collecting some pizzas and we had a couple of beers, pizza and salad down on the beach. A beautiful long and clear evening, although surprisingly cool down by the water. Beth very resilient about her disappointment today as usual.
Otherwise, I had got up early and started work for a bit, before Clem came around at just after eight. I walked to Hove to meet Chris Williams, one of my new friends made doing Stained Glass. Interesting man, who has now just finally retired. Keeps himself very fit, and does vast walks and cycling rides. He is interested in geography, geology and history, and has been a teacher, and now he he is free to get out of the schoolrooms back into nature whenever he wants, and he is loving it.
Home, and Clem creating the raised walkway around the house, by making lots of little concrete towers to rest the joists on. Sonia there too, in a chatty mood. Spoke to Mum, and tried to write. Picked up my guitar at the end of the day, which I haven't done in a long while. Then Lorraine back from work, having just about made it through, and we made off to Hove.
Whatever the ups and downs of the week, one that ends sitting on the beach on a cloudless evening, is has to seem a lot better.
A snap looking back towards Brighton, as we left the beach and went back to Beth and John's flat for a bit.
Otherwise, I had got up early and started work for a bit, before Clem came around at just after eight. I walked to Hove to meet Chris Williams, one of my new friends made doing Stained Glass. Interesting man, who has now just finally retired. Keeps himself very fit, and does vast walks and cycling rides. He is interested in geography, geology and history, and has been a teacher, and now he he is free to get out of the schoolrooms back into nature whenever he wants, and he is loving it.
Home, and Clem creating the raised walkway around the house, by making lots of little concrete towers to rest the joists on. Sonia there too, in a chatty mood. Spoke to Mum, and tried to write. Picked up my guitar at the end of the day, which I haven't done in a long while. Then Lorraine back from work, having just about made it through, and we made off to Hove.
Whatever the ups and downs of the week, one that ends sitting on the beach on a cloudless evening, is has to seem a lot better.
A snap looking back towards Brighton, as we left the beach and went back to Beth and John's flat for a bit.
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