Tomorrow my aunt is going to visit me. She will be on the 10-o’clock train. At 12 o’clock we are to meet my parents at Fortnum’s and Mason’s restaurant. We are going to have roast duck. Afterwards we will all go out to my grandfather’s house in Croyden and have coffee.
I am going to wear the jersey which she sent me last Christmas. That is going to make her happy, I think, and if I tell her the jersey is nice, she’ll probably send me another next Christmas.
Yesterday I was about to go to town to meet my friend, Julie, when my mother called me. They had said on the radio that it is going to rain tomorrow, so she suggested that I bought an umbrella to take with me when my aunts arrives.
They had also said that the American President is coming to London tomorrow afternoon, and therefore the police ask people to stay away from Central London between 14.00 and 16.00. The President is to meet the Prime Minister at 10, Downing Street at 14.30.
I cannot wait to meet my aunt again. When I was four years old, I lived with her for six months, but now I have not seen her for 10 years. When she arrives, I hope that she’ll recognize me.