London. Nothing much to say.
Nice day, but not much to say. I spent some time this morning preparing my itinerary for Morocco, and in the afternoon Hilary and I went to a talk on “The Fox Blondes,” the female movie stars of Twentieth Century Fox during the 30s and 40s, and into the mid-50s. It was very good, and I’ve seen a previous talk by the same film historian, also with Hilary.
We did other things during the day, of course, including looking at a possible flat that H and C are considering buying and moving from their current flat, which just happens to be where mum and dad lived after moving from Holly Park Road. That had a little nostalgia attached, for obvious reasons, perhaps especially because today is the anniversary of dad’s passing in 2009. Mum left in 2004.
Otherwise, that’s it.