I’ve had a very bad fall today – the first real one since I became ill.<\/p>\n
My excuse is that I tripped over an upraised stone on a footpath, but I’m sure that my loss of balance contributed to the way that I ended up.<\/p>\n
On my hands and knees, almost flat on my face. I’ve gravel rash on my left knee, both hands and, even worse, I think that I’ve broken a bone in the side of my right hand. It’s swollen up and I can’t make a fist.<\/p>\n
It’s a shame that it’s my right hand though. had it been my left hand, it wouldn’t have interfered with my sex life.<\/p>\n
Last night was a decent sleep. There was another trip down the corridor at some silly time or other, but nevertheless still plenty of time to go a-voyaging.<\/p>\n
Last night there was some issue involving a polar bear – I’m not quite sure what now. It was out in Canada and the Candian national day and the subject of the polar bear came up. A few people were scared of it as you might expect but someone was giving rides on it. There were some people who were having a ride when all of a sudden the polar bear roared and these two people leapt about 3 feet in the air and cleared off quickly. They said that they hadn’t realised that it was a real polar bear that they were riding -they thought that it was some kind of toy or mock-up or demonstration
\nThere was a hotel being used as a film studio, a lot films had taken place there but the hotel had gone bankrupt and everyone had to move their possessions. I was one of them with a friend and we had a shipping storage container there and we had to move it away. He just picked up one end of it and got me to pick up the other end. I could hardly manage to pick it up and we struggled but eventually started to move it with these people watching. It looked like the start of Rope lane in Shavington. As we went away from this hotel we noticed things like film company signs hanging off it. We got about 12 steps before we had to put it down. The second time was better and the third time we decided to go all the way, so off we staggered. Once my friend found his rhythm I was hardly doing anything – more of a passenger in fact than anyone carrying that end. It was icy so it was sliding along the floor and he was pulling the front of it to where we were going. But halfway along was an internal customs post in Canada. We passed through these villages with ski schools and the like and there we were with our container. At the ski schools these kids were in little car like things and were knocked over by the passage of the container so I picked them up and put them back on their feet. But it was a really steep slope and the container got away and crashed. We stopped at this internal border post and there were loads of people in the same boat who couldn’t go any further because of the ice. We had to fill out customs declarations and check everything that was in our pockets and pay duty on that with the idea that we’d return and pick it up later in which case the duty would be refunded. Someone else was there saying he was held up by the ski school and someone else said he was held up by the container and said to the Blue Mr Pertwee(?!?) about it. It was all confusing.<\/p>\n
As seem to be the case these days, I missed the three alarms but I was up and about fairly early.<\/p>\n
After breakfast I had a shower and clean-up, and then headed off to LIDL. They had more of that sports bread that I tried at the weekend and which was so delicious, a pair of universal pliers and then just the normal bits and pieces. I wasn’t out there long.<\/p>\n
Plenty of action hereabouts and when the swelling on my right hand goes down I shall post the photos. At the moment it isn’t possible.<\/p>\n
As I returned to the building I had a good chat with one of the neighbours about storage in the building. He’s pointed me in the direction of a possibility, but it’s not all that reasonable<\/p>\n
After I came back here I attacked the rest of the photos for yesterday’s blog entry and now they are all up-to-date.<\/p>\n
Lunch was in here again and then this afternoon I attacked last night’s dictaphone notes. There was still time before I went on my afternoon walk to attack the Canada 2017 notes. Not much progress was made unfortunately because this section was quite confusing and my notes weren’t as clear as they might have been.<\/p>\n
I’ve already explained about my afternoon walk, and I limped back here to hash the gravel out of me and disinfect myself. I know only too well the problem of gravel rash.<\/p>\n
However, I was overcome by a wave of total fatigue that I haven’t encountered for quite a while and ended up in bed. And there I stayed until, would you believe, 19:45.<\/p>\n
Even in that time I’d been on my travels too. Driving into Sandbach and losing myself in the new one-way system (installed in the 1980s!) and ending up on a Council estate and becoming totally confused.<\/p>\n
With things being somewhat late, I missed my tea and ended up with just a handful of biscuits. But I still managed my evening walk, despite the agony in which I find myself.<\/p>\n
Anyway, now I’m off to bed. I hope that this pain will ease off overnight and the swelling in my hand will go down so that normal service will be resumed.<\/p>\n
Otherwise, I’ll be off to the hospital tomorrow.<\/p>\n
