Christmas in Lancashire; news from the Masonic Hospital; a proud headmistress; some rare birds – but not for Gran; Gerald Summers and “The Lure of the Falcon”; Margot Fonteyn gives pleasure; catkins for Beverly; “I would not exchange my life…”, and the kindness of a lady bus driver.
On December 12th 1975 Gran receives a visit from a friend she has not mentioned for some time:
A most unexpected and pleasant surprise resulted from a knock at the door this morning. It was Peg Eagle, whom I had not seen since she moved to Devon several years ago and I enjoyed a good natter with her. I had just finished putting the marzipan on the Christmas cake when she came.
And later that day:
Anne Hockridge and her fiancé John called in this evening for the mattress that I had promised Jean for her upholstery. They are nice youngsters and had coffee with me before they left. Mary rang and I was very sorry indeed to hear that Frank had had a coronary and is in the General Hospital in Southampton, where Brother went. I trust his recovery will be as complete as Brother’s. They are such good friends.