Refinement

So yesterday was good. I went over to my parents’ to try and sort out their computer (not that I know a lot about computers but I can pull wires out and read some instructions and that sort of thing), but what they really need is a new computer because it runs really slowly. My father was his usual odd self. When I went out with mum later she said that when he was in the kitchen he kept opening the fridge door and looking in it and then just shut the door without taking anything out. Then mum asked him if he was looking for something for lunch and did he want her to get him something and he totally ignored her and didn’t even acknowledge that she had said a word. He is just getting odder by the day.

Anyway, I went out with mum and we met up with my sister for afternoon tea. We went to the Waldorf Hilton in Aldwych, but I wasn’t overly impressed. The staff were really inattentive, not that I wanted them to be constantly coming over and asking if everything was ok, but if you wanted more tea or jam then you had to flag someone down. It was nice enough but I’ve been to places that are much better.

Then we went to the theatre and saw ‘See How They Run’ that was ok, but a bit too much of a ‘farce’ which can get a bit over the top at times. We had got the cheapest tickets but there were lots of empty seats in front of us, so mum sent my sister to go and test out a row further forward and then as that was deemed to be a better view, mum got us to move further forward. I do always feel very naughty if I do things like that and am always convinced that someone will notice and tell us off. Fortunately, we got away with it last night and weren’t escorted from the premises.

When I got home my landlady was out, as she and various members of her family were over at her parents’ house for fireworks. Someone must have asked to come and look at the house because the rug had been removed from my bedroom floor and all my stuff in the bathroom had been moved and she appears to have removed some newspapers from my bedroom. The irritating things about the newspapers is that I hadn’t finished with them and so I’ll have to ask her what she did with them when I see her today. Very irritating. I just think it is very rude for her to decide what I can and cannot keep. It’s none of her business and it’s not like it was a mountain of newspapers, it was maybe four or five papers that I had for various reasons. Hopefully she really is going next weekend...