… gone for that drive this afternoon.<\/p>\n
Admittedly I only went 500 metres around the block but I ended up in agony. and so I can rule out driving (a manual car, at least) for the next while.<\/p>\n
Despite the absence of an alarm this morning I had another miserable sleep. I didn’t get much of that and what I did was interrupted by a lot of tossing and turning.<\/p>\n
Shame as it is to say it, I was up and out of bed by 07:30. Pretty pointless in remaining there not being able to sleep and having a thirst that I could photograph.<\/p>\n
After the usual morning performance I ended up doing a pile of tidying up – in the bedroom, in the kitchen (I took out a pile of plastic, glass and carton waste) and on the computer where I eliminated a pile of duplicate files.<\/p>\n
After lunch I went for my little drive, which I bitterly regretted, and then came back to press on with the photos for April 2018, of which there are hundreds.<\/p>\n
However, I couldn’t keep it up. By about 16:30 I ended up back in bed where I stayed for a couple of hours. Following which I leapt into a salt bath for an hour. not as salty as I was hoping because I’m running low on salt, having forgotten to buy any at the weekend.<\/p>\n
as a result a rather late tea, of pasta and mixed veg tossed in olive oil, black pepper and garlic salt.<\/p>\n
But now my leg is weeping again. It had stopped for about 36 hours but the driving seems to have started it off again. That’s very disappointing.<\/p>\n
It’s enough to make me go early to bed and I need to too, because I have plenty to do tomorrow. I have to push on.<\/p>\n
