Saturday 15th July 2023

Rude awakening this morning...my mobile phone rang on my bedside table at 0700...it was Lynne from upstairs, calling on Margaret's mobile phone from next door. She has been flat sitting in Tufnell Park while she has the floorboards in her maisonette, above us, sanded. It transpires that she had locked herself out of the Tufnell Park flat at 0600, and had had to walk over to Holloway, as she had a spare key for the Tufnell Park flat at home...but obviously didn't have keys to get into her flat. She had apparently been ringing the doorbell for ages, and having gotten no response from us, had roused Margaret and used her phone. I went out in my pyjamas to find Margaret in her front garden in her pyjamas, and Lynne in her pyjamas! I let her in with our spare key, and she got herself sorted, then gave her a lift back to the Tufnell Park accommodation! Aki came with me, and we drove on down to Essex Road to get fish from the fishmonger. Drove home. Aki popped out to Waitrose while I vacuumed the flat and did a little dusting. Aki prepared a sashimi lunch. Sarah rocked up at 1300, and we fed and watered her. She informed us that she'd gotten a 2:1 for her degree course. She has her Stockwell flat until September, and is then planning to give live back in Sywell with Matt and Mim, and see what turns up. We drove to Stoke Newington, and had a wander down Church Street, before heading for the theatre. It was the penultimate performance of "Labour of Love". Decent sized house. The play was engaging, but not a lot of laughs, which was the main reason I had wriggled out of playing Len...Matthew Ibbotson did a good job, and the female lead was very good. Sarah seemed to enjoy it. We gave her a lift back to Finsbury Park and dropped her near the tube station. Got home and watched the Women's Final from Wimbers...a rather lifeless match, in the end, which was won by the unseeded Marketa Vonderousova.