Lovely Andrea (40-something yoga instructor/masseuse/recently split from yacht-owning partner) has taken away my limp. Now I suspect this is temporary until I tense up again… unless I find a way of not tensing up… I guess that means more massage and yoga when I get home…it’s a tough life…
The house (Villa Nick-Elly) has a massive loft room (see pic) with only velux windows so you can’t see any of the views properly…. but this means it’s a calm cosy space and, as at home, I’ve been doing exercises up there too. No scales…but I know I have put on weight…. must be Jay’s cooking (Greek salad).
Home soon. Me and the sun don’t actually get on very well at all… but what I love is the light, and the feeling of space missing from London…. we will miss this house, the view and splendid owner George. Comparing the ferry journey to the mainland 2 weeks ago to the one we just took back to Corfu airport, I can see a real improvement in my leg. There is still a twinge, but I do not have to go up and down the ferryboat stairs one at a time; I do not have to hold on to the banister all the time. I believe my leg is going places… and I promise to support it and go with it. See what happens … because I said I would….