March 19, 1978

Last night at midnight we went onto DST* so the clocks were 1 hour forward. I woke at 7 (really 6) and dripped water on B to get lights on permission. She had only just woken again when after breakfast we went to the paper shop. I got a ‘MAD’! We had and Easter egg hunt. I got 8. After lunch we went to Aunt Ginny’s She gave us a reasonable tea and when we got to Oxford again we had supper and watched ‘The Pheonix and the Carpet’. Then we drove home.
*Daylight Saving Time

Aunt Ginny was my eccentric maiden great-aunt, who had a tendency to serve you things that had been hanging around the house for weeks – waste not, want not. However her hoarding instinct meant that ephemera never got thrown away. I inherited her Chinese sewing table, which is a lovely thing in itself, but which is filled with years and years of sewing bits and pieces, from Victorian through the whole 20th century, and which she was still using pretty much all of. Except perhaps the glove-stretchers.