Lewisham Bike Shop (now Pedal-it, Lee High Road) is the go-to place if you are thinking of falling off your bike…not that I was, but when I did, on the pavement right outside the door, about 10 guys I think, including 2 from the shop hauled me up and rushed me and my bike inside. I was immediately examined by the heroic Dr. Keiran (a bike doctor) and bandaged nearly all over (see pic), free of charge. He says he keeps stock of bandages cos cyclists get slightly mangled by cars all the time…. he has done an impressive job on me but I can confirm no more than a few angry grazes…. my healing leg not quite reliable enough to fully support me when dismounting quickly…. so dismount slowly, perhaps on right leg?, J.
Absolutely nobody noticed when I walked into Sainsbury’s. No-one. Not true actually – neighbour Jean-Marc did – but not because of my leg. I am starting to feel more normal…not even really thinking about what my leg is doing – and there is barely any sign that anything is wrong. I got in the shower this morning and had a flashback of my leg-bag days…also noticed my trusty crutches standing in the hall, unused…. tempus fugit as an old boyfriend used to say.
Taste-tested some sandwiches on Mac and Milo, our neighbour’s kids… and results are that cheese, ham and egg mayo mini bagels will be on sale on the cake stall at the end of at least the first Holiday Club day.. and we’ll see how they go. I am planning to have A LOT of fun with (niece) L and (nephew) S and it looks like the weather is going to help us out. The long summer holiday break goes on forever when you’re a kid… and maybe when you’re a parent…… I’ll stick to being an Aunt then….