Good morning all from Glasgow, where it is a rainy 13°C. The heating kicked in at some point during the night!
Belkasnanna, I am forever breaking toes, I strap the broken toe to the next one, because there is no point in going to A &E. I can appreciate how painful it must be.
We have had a gift voucher since Christmas for an Italian restaurant in Glasgow and decided to go yesterday, after umpteen cancellations due to my ill health.
After telling DH that I wasn't driving to the station, because I fancied a Prosecco with my meal, we went over the muddy field to the station.
Halfway over the field, I realised I had forgotten the voucher, so a grumpy DH had to go back for it. As I pushed my way through the bushes and brambles (a walking stick is great for this), I noticed both heels were bleeding badly. It was so painful.
Just as we got to the bottom of the hill at the station, we heard the train pulling out. DH was not amused.
Since there was no train for ages, we hopped on the bus to Paisley, ( where trains are every fifteen minutes) nearly getting run over, trying to catch the bus sitting at the stop.
Unfortunately and unknown to us, yet another main road was closed and even the bus driver was confused. Consequently, we had to get off early, stopping en route for elastoplast, because my heels were bleeding badly.
The shoes were my go to shoes for walking, but for some reason my ankles had become very swollen.
After getting back to Paisley, we had no idea where to get the bus home, because the bus terminus was closed 😔
I stopped off at the baker's for a treat and the staff, customers and a bus driver were all discussing the chaos.
I don't suppose you know where the xx is stopping, I said.
He laughed and said that even the drivers were confused! Fortunately he did know.
I got home, didn't even empty my bags, made a cuppa and promptly fell asleep.
Why do I never learn and try to do activities, which are now beyond my physical capabilities?
It is because I am my mother's daughter: bolshie, determined and thrawn.😉
After my planned probably difficult meeting with the P.P, I plan to make salmon fish cakes, with salad from the garden.
I couldn't manage anything else.
I hope Baubles, her DH and Ginger's daughter, are making good progress.
Have a good day, folks.
