Thin high cloud today, dispersing during the day, dry but a little colder. Housework after breakfast, then writing the final chapter of grandpa's story. I knew I wanted to end it with my father's birth, but how to deliver this given how little information we have inherited to speculate around and build into the narrative. Anyway, until I find more concrete information to shape this tale worth telling, what's done is done. I've sent a copy to cousin Dianne for early feedback. She's recently finished reading the version ending on grandpa's return from America. The new version is half as long again, but incorporates elements about grandma's parents' back story, as well as the path from courtship to marriage.
While I was writing, Clare cooked a veggie pasta dish for lunch. Afterwards, I walked in Thompson's Park for an hour before we drove to Rumney for a hairdo with Chris. While Clare was being seen to, I walked around the lake at Parc Trederlech in the sun. The roads were busy with rush hour traffic, and it was nearly six by the time we reached home. Clare had a snack, then rushed off to a 'Canna Capella' choir practice. By the time I'd eaten it was dark, so I went out for a walk in Llandaff Fields to complete my exercise for the day, then settled down to watch the first episode of 'Helsinki Crimes' second series before early bed.
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