Perhaps I should rename myself Mrs Miniver's Quarterly ... I don't know what's happened, I've gone back to work - temporarily, but I was fed up being retired - I've been to lots of exhibitions, but not as many films as I used to, not quite sure why - possibly because London cinemas cost more than a cheap theatre seat - I had a few days in Budapest with my best friend of (gulp) more than 50 years - but somehow I've lost the urge to sit down and record it. But tonight I was flicking through some old entries, thinking , "Oh, I'd forgotten I went there - or read this - or saw that," and realised it was nice to look back and that bits of my life now seem like another life, though others remain the same. No more seasidey sunsets, alas, as I've sold my little house by the beach, it was just too expensive a plaything. And yes, there were twinges of regret during a baking hot summer. But I'm still wandering around London - and last week wandered into Kate's Knitalian Deli in Ham Yard. I'd been to Kate Jenkins's studio a couple of years ago when I happened to be in Brighton during Open Studios weekend, but this is a different level - a knitted /crocheted deli and trattoria. So clever - just look at the bread, and salami, and slabs of lasagne and tiramisu, and every anchovy sequin sewn on by hand. She just makes you smile.