6th April 1962
Friday
We spent the evening baby-sitting for Doreen and John. The children were in bed when we got there and were no trouble. Sandra grizzled a few times but she wasn’t really awake. It wouldn’t have been my first choice for an evening in but as one of my sick migraine headaches came on I was able to close my eyes and doze until it was time for John to drive us home.
Last Sunday the 1st was Mothers’ Day. Alan brought a huge box of chocolates for Mum. She was delighted and I was pleased for her. Alan’s mother died when he was 17 and he speaks of her a great deal. I think they were very close.
1st April last year was the day I met Michael. I still think of him fondly. Oh well……… Perhaps that was my ‘Other Path’. One day I might write a book on those lines.
Cinema again on Monday to see ‘The Flower Drum Song.’ ‘Nice’ film but nothing special.

I had Wednesday afternoon off and I had lunch with Alan after collecting him from his office. I was supposed to wait for him outside but his boss, Mr Owen-Smith, saw me hovering, recognised me and came out to bring me into the office. Alan wouldn’t look up from his work.
The plan was I was to go on to meet Mum at Aunt Elsie’s house but she had been delayed. After 2 cups of tea and still no Mum I decided I would head for home. Aunt Elsie had suggested – more than once – that cousin Barbara would be ideal as one of my bridesmaids. Barbara is 9. I want adult bridesmaids and I have already decided who. I thought it wise to make a discreet exit.
At work on Thursday I was told I was to be qualified on the Sorting Table next week. I am happy to have something different to do. Some days get so boring with little routine work.