Walking Better

This morning I reduced the codeine element of my pain relief and toured the garden with my camera. I was walking better as I wandered around making these images. Much of the rest of the morning was occupied with mutually supportive family telephone conversations. This afternoon we took a drive into the forest. A chestnutContinue reading “Walking Better”

‘I’m Not An Olympic Cyclist’

Before lunch, which consisted of a vast amount of yesterday’s food with the addition of more cold meats, pies, and cheeses, Jackie drove Don and me to Bank where we sampled the beers and sussed out the food, which looked very tempting, in The Oak Inn. ┬áThe beamed pub was very full and catered forContinue reading “‘I’m Not An Olympic Cyclist’”