Days 44 and 45. Home. Took a trip over to Lancaster on Friday and met up with Ruth for a visit to an art exhibition at the University. Not far from the uni is the village of Ellel (wonderful economy of letters) and in a nearby old mill a group of artists have established studios in which they can work and support each other, the result is some really interesting work inspired by the landscapes, weather and seas. There was considerable skill and imagination displayed in the works although not to the extent I felt compelled to part with any money. Saturday has seen me and my sons bitterly regretting ever forming an attachment to Sheffield Wednesday as we go to the last match of the season next week still in danger of relegation, we had hoped we would be able to enjoy the game knowing we were safe but having lost today we have a nervy game to endure next week. We sought solace in chocolate and were cheered by Yorkshire's brilliant win in their cricket match against Durham. Last hockey of the season tomorrow. Good night.