Bear woke up at 4am with a raging temperature so this is more rambling than normal. He's been threatening this for a few days, so he will miss the first day back to school. It is looking remarkably like flu, I am keeping fingers crossed.
Finally catching up with all the computer stuff. I had hoped to give more details of Whitby but it is such a jumble. Father drank half a bottle of brandy when we watched England and I was worried he wouldn't make the stairs. I cannot recommend Whitby Museum enough. They have a Maori war lance next to an Eskimo canoe paddle which is a few feet away from a case containing Mesolithic stone tools.
I have lost the gift that bear bought for his girlfriend.
The bees have been fine while we were away and they seem to be lovely and calm now. I suspect that they saw the wasps off. I will sort out some wasp traps just in case.
I haven't seen uncle yet and it looks like I won't make it today as bear is poorly. I am a bit worried. I may be able to see him in the evening, but I don't think I will be fit for a conversation with a man who is permanently detached from reality.
We had a marvellous time. I'll post more when it occurs to me.
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