Saturday June 24

 Joan went out for a long walk this morning and came back close to home and did some shopping. 

I spent my usual day after the prolonged agony of getting up, going to the bathroom, and having my shower. Breakfast cleared with Genius on Spelling Bee and getting Wordle on a third or fourth line.

I was happy when Joan came back--she was away a long time.

Semi-final tennis on BBC 1--Queens Club.

Then later Joan had an unfortunate total meltdown, believing she had lost all her data on her computer. Eventually, after two phone calls to our commuter consultants in Washington, she was told what  to do, she did it, and all was well. But it was a very distressing  episode, and I can understand her total panic--so much of her work was saved on her computer and its loss would have created chaos for her in dealing with her consultant work.

Peace now--pleasant music on Classic FM.

Extraordinary coincidence--there is an obituary in The Times of a woman I met a long time ago when I was working for Courtaulds in Coventry. The wife of a then Earl, who worked alongside me. He went on to become the Duke of Richmond and Gordon.

I am reading an old Iris Murdoch novel--The Black Prince--quite extraordinary.