A few weeks ago I got terribly angsty about what to do over the conflict between accommodating our small Mothers' Union meeting and a potential booking by a theatre group. As it happens, the theatre group has decided they don't have the money to make a long-term booking after all so the conflict doesn't arise.
Meanwhile I've had another report of Irish Alan's death to add to the one I received last year. I think it's genuine this time. He's been living in a nursing home some distance away ever since his departure from Swanvale Halt so I'm not sure I'll have anything to do with his obsequies.
You see, I don't make these stories up. They do develop.
Wednesday 13 July 2016
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