Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday, she will be 92. Today we took her out for lunch with her first cousin who is 8 days younger than her. That’s correct, two of them about to be 92 – good genes or what? It is astonishing to think of the changes they have lived through, from the aftermath of WW1 when horse transport was still common and planes a rarity to today’s world when pictures of our lunch can be viewed on Facebook anywhere in the world within half an hour. Should I live so long how much change will I see?
I have no more news of the novel on submission. The sequel advanced past 10k words. I ran my pub quiz tonight with only 4 teams – the weather was too nice today for many to be tempted indoors – but it was otherwise good with a tight finish and the usual suspects winning.