Unpublished newsletters

started earlier this week but lost two days due to an outbreak of a sporadically recurring back pain. Anyway, now that has decided to disappear, I have been typing overtime. 

Welcome to another weekend, and another newsletter. Which was rather a slow process this week with almost all the subjects failing to make it in for various reasons, and I am still not very happy with a couple of the cards, they did not scan well.

Newsletter time again, and I am in the garden typing this bit, very out of range of the wi-fi. However if I lose this small segment it will be less important than if I start to work on the main body and lose that.

A new newsletter has arrived, but there were times this week when I truly doubted that it would. Not a single one of the first things I wrote down as the diary dates made it in and some of these are the third attempt.

Here we are in May. Actually, almost in the middle of the month, but never mind. 

Can a week have passed since last we met in Hemel Hempstead ? And should I admit I still have not put my gum cards in the plastic leaves I bought there ?

Are you all ready for the convention? It starts in just a few hours, you know. Read fast, and get going....

Saturday morning ! A New Newsletter ! And only a week to go before we are in Hemel Hempstead to meet you all. 

Good evening, dear readers, and welcome to another newsletter. This week I have found it quite hard to concentrate on anything, but by the end of the week I rallied and managed to pull the threads together. 

This week, it became April, and we also had some warm weather, which was pleasing in the mornings and late afternoons, and also woke me earlier, most of the time - plus it meant that both a mad dog and an Englishwoman retreated from the midday sun, and found somewhere dark and cool to sleep and t