I thought I would start with the last part of my Story Telling on Wednesday night. For various complicated reasons I had to do my regular Thursday afternoon slot at Wick Court on Wednesday night at twilight. We were in the marvellous Round House as I told my first two stories the gathering gloom gradually engulfed us till I couldn’t see my audience. I was asked to tell a “horror story” to finish. I told the Running Companion (a story written by Phillipa Pearce) as I told it a Tawny Owl was hooting regularly, bats were flitting through the building and the adopted cat had joined us and was munching on a rabbit! All the ingredients to embellish the story! I felt guilty when some young ladies got spooked by the story.

It has been a busy week and I have been whizzing all over the place both on bike and in the car. I didn’t enjoy being stuck in London traffic yesterday while moving furniture for our Pete! Bethnal Green to Maidenhead, so twice across town! The compensation was when we eventually arrived at his new abode a Red Kite was circling above his garden.