We had lunch today with Penny and Roger. I was at Sidcot School with Penny about a thousand years ago and really in lots of ways we haven’t changed a bit. We sat out in the garden of the Cadeleigh Arms in glorious sunshine generally amazed by the sudden appearance of summer. The food was pretty disappointing and expensive, starters fine, main courses pretty dull apart from the steak that came from our neighbours at Groubear Farm. Talking about school the awfulness of Latin classes came hurtling back particularly as we were all given Latin names and mine was Pomponia as my father was a fruit farmer. God, how embarassing, although I can still recite hic haec hoc at great speed and decline pes at even greater speed.
Joshua had his first day on a building site followed at five oclock by a nasty yellow fever jab. It cost