I’m worried.

One of my oldest friends J – we were toddlers together - has always, for the last thirty years, remembered my birthday as I have hers and I had a chat with her in February on her birthday. After a day or two I realised I hadn’t heard from her and then had an anxiety dream about her. Yesterday I phoned and left a message asking her to phone when she could. When I got no answer today I phoned E the third member of our toddler trio and she only had Christmas contact with J so knew nothing. We all live far apart.

I went to the hair salon today for tomorrow’s lunch party and the computer had no knowledge of my appointment and the stylist was up to her eyeballs. This is when one wonders if all one’s marbles are intact. Happily there was someone to do it but I needed to know what had gone wrong – it was all down correctly in my diary. At last the computer revealed that the appointment had been booked for February20th instead of March 20th.

‘But why didn’t you ask why I didn’t turn up? ‘ there are dreadful penalties for this as a rule. I suppose as I booked it a month early it confused them and I’m relieved that it wasn’t my mistake. Anyway I’m going to put worries and anxieties on hold until Wednesday when the fun will be over. The weather report is good for tomorrow.