Anxious bear

Weeza and family came over today and we made a start on the catalogue for the next auction.  And Al closed the shop early so that he could get back after lunch, because they are going on holiday.  Eileen and I will run the shop next week, but not every day and mornings only.  It's a busy week, actually, with one thing and another - nothing vital but lots of little things.  The main thing I'm going to have to fit in is a lot of organ practice for a funeral on Wednesday, on an organ I've never played before.  Every one has a different set of stops and a different feel, I'm not looking forward to it at all.  Especially as the grandsons of the person who has died are very musical.

Something of a mercy dash this evening.  I was just starting to get dinner ready, and then went to get Tilly to have her dinner first.  I went into the cloakroom to wash my hands and there was Barry, Zerlina's teddy bear.  So off I went to Norwich to return him.  The last thing I wanted was a distressed teddy bear missing his little girl.  Zerlina was asleep when I arrived, but Phil said that she'd be sure to wake during the evening, wanting Barry.  I guess they'd have coped overnight, but it wouldn't have been easy to get through the whole weekend.

Dilly will celebrate her birthday while they're away, so I took her presents through this morning to be packed, with a couple of DVDs for the children.  There are a lot of birthdays next month in the family - funnily enough, El's, Al's and Ro's other halves all have birthdays in September, as well as Pugsley at the end of the month.