Gammy leg meant I was delegated to ‘light duties’ on the Holiday Club catering team with (lovely, unflappable) Rachel A. Mistake. I didn’t get a B in Cookery for nothing…and my drink serving skills will hopefully not be put to use again….although I think my egg mayo mini bagels made a significant impact on the church’s coffers…..
My ankle swells, but I’m pretty sure it’s a little less every day. It was only when I tried to run that I realised immediately that this cannot be done (yet)… but the physio said I could go back to the gym (yay!) provided I didn’t try any running….. leg strengthening will be the order of the day and I’m looking forward to that….
I was also looking forward to having lots of fun with ((niece and nephew) L and S… however, they were looking forward to lots of fun with Libby (God-daughter, 9)… whom they’ve known for about 5 years. My leg saved me from lots of running, chasing, screaming, hiding, seeking, crab-catching, and shell-collecting (at Minnis Bay) … which they did pretty well by themselves (see pic). Their errand to Sainsbury’s for some soured cream was an opportunity to buy crisps and a huge bag M&Ms (Treets) with their £4 pocket money. I used to sneak out of a basement window and cross a busy main road to the sweet shop at their age… refined sugar can make you streetwise.
I’ve been hesitant about giving away my crutches… but I really don’t need them now… so turn up the music cos I’m gonna have a boogie … like this guy…. https://uk.screen.yahoo.com/video/playlist/amazing-talent/elderly-man-throws-away-crutches-155016748.html?vp=1.
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Ain't we got it made? 