Can't forget. We're singing 'Let it be' on Sunday and are very fed-up of rehearsing it! (It's the 'Mother Mary comes to me' line - Paul was writing about his mum.) Straight afterwards, we shoot off 40 miles for a lamb roast lunch with daughter and grandchildren - looking forward to that although this evening they were notified that Scarlet Fever has broken out in their school! The poor kids are still scabby (Chicken-pox) and scaly (eczema - stress of recent move) but at least are more-or-less presentable to the world.