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Timber!

 Yesterday we played doubles tennis outside on the hard court.  We had been  playing for about 90 minutes when, running backwards, I managed to tangle up my feet and went crashing down, on my right side just as I did 3 years ago.  I cut and bruised exactly the same bits, hand, elbow and the hip, as well  as spraining my wrist.  Sitting on  the ground waiting for the pain to subside, Yvette asked me if I wanted to stop.  The other two said, 'no she's alright, she hasn't broken anything.'  So I got up and carried on playing.  During the night I couldn't turn over but it is true I haven't broken anything so I must be ok.

On Tuesday I went to have lunch in the cutest restaurant you can imagine.  It only seats 12 people and the owner is the waiter, the chef and everything else.  The food was delicious, the wine good and the decorations in the restaurant unique.  He went about welcoming customers,  producing food and ensuring that no-one wanted for anything.  He was quiet, calm and friendly.  The kitchen was tiny and as we left he was doing the washing up.

I also played golf this week and just about got round the course without totally humiliating myself.

The Jubilee celebrations nearly got off to a good start yesterday.  I spotted a riderless horse during the Trooping of the colour, protesters being dragged off the Mall just as horses were about to trample them and I heard loud boos directed at Johnson as he was entering St Paul's today.  Do you think  Prince Andrew really has caught covid?  Prince Louis' antics on the balcony put me in mind of my own 3 sons in 1976, the bi-centennial of the USA.  We were living in New York and we as a family were to meet the Queen as she inspected the tall ships.  The problem was my children had never been  to the UK, they spoke with American accents and pledged allegiance to the flag every morning at school.   They dutifully met the Queen and then in a loud voice, and certainly in earshot, one of them said (he who shall remain anonymous) 'Can we  go  now that lady's gone?'

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