Things don't get completed and I don't want to whinge, so I say nothing. That is, I say nothing here, my sister and I, for different reasons, enjoyably whinge to each other and sympathise, so that job is done without adding to anyone else's burdens.
Wink is away at present, having gone to Shaftesbury (near where she used to live) for a funeral. She's glad that she saw her friend in September, because they hadn't been together since before lockdown - Wink moved in December 2020 and there had not been an opportunity earlier. She was in her 90s, but so vibrant that it's hard to take in.
I'm off to Pam this afternoon again, for the third time in a week - Christmas is just having to look after itself - and hope to help with some necessary paperwork. I scanned various papers onto my computer and have emailed them to her, so that they can go on hers, not that she can use it. Understandably, she wasn't interested and Peter was happy to look after things, so she never learnt.
We went to London last week, which was excellent. I've been meaning to go to the Wallace Collection, not having visited for some years. Then I read that Caravaggio's fantastic Cupid is on loan from a Berlin museum, so it was a good moment. It's a terrific painting, of course and it's just right there, without any barriers, in this most civilised of museums. We didn't spend a lot of time on the rest of the collection, so will have to go another time. Then my friend who's a picture frame expert took us to the National Gallery to tell us about the really amazing work the framing team has been doing and also the complete rehanging of the paintings that took place this year, following the refurb of the Sainsbury's wing.
Next day, we went to the Tate to see the Lee Miller photo exhibition and the Turner/Constable exhibition that celebrates the 250th anniversary of their birth. I can very much recommend both - allow plenty of time, because they're both sizeable exhibitions. We will have to go back, because there was a fire alarm when we'd only been there 40 minutes or so and we had to trudge outside, wait for half an hour and then very slowly were allowed back in again. We knew immediately it was just a drill, as the fire brigade didn't turn up. I suppose these things are necessary and there's never a good time, but we were fairly pissed off, as our time was limited by the time of our train back.
Two big exhibitions in one morning were a lot, but we'd planned to stop for coffee and there was no time for that, but never mind. We will just plan another jolly.
But now, I'm making toasted cheese and then will head off to see Pam.
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