25 September 1960. Confessions to a doctor
25 th September 1960 My dear Len and Margaret This is Sunday eve. I’ve just finished my Canadian letters I will now make a little start on this one. The trouble is I haven’t got anything to say. Margaret and Charles are not here this evening, they have gone to Auntie Blanche to tea, also Jacqueline the twin they have care of. Roselle and Nicola left home after lunch to spend the afternoon at the Airport, Nicola wanted to go there. They walked into town to catch the Airport bus , when they got there they bus had gone, they just missed it. They decided to go to St Brelades, they enjoyed it equally as well, it’s been a lovely and sunny afternoon. The doctor visited me on Thursday. I did not quite know what his findings were going to be after my unfortunate fall the week before, but he said I was alright. On that I said my blood pressure not gone up? No, he said, more or less it’s gone down a little. He finds the cooler weather agrees with me, well it does really, much ...