My dear mother has been buried 38 years today. And 28 years ago today I was married.
Went over Sibford Ferris allotments to give instructions respecting temporary stopping of gaps in hedges made by felling trees, Coles of the Elm having sent boy Scruby to say that his cattle were getting in. I found ten or a dozen enjoying a pleasant luncheon of turnip tops, savoys and cabbage. Gave old William Harris 1/- to stop up the gaps.
Met Blind Keene and had a long talk with him. He has killed a bullock this week and I therefore bought 37 lbs of beef of him for £1.7.9.