I saw another Orange Tip on the way down Lodge Lane this morning, which is both good and bad. I like seeing them, but if it’s not in the area around the Centre I don’t count them towards the annual list.
Fortunately, whilst showing a teacher round, I spotted one whilst standing on the ramp at the front door. It didn’t settle so I still have no photograph, but I’m happy to have seen one.
It’s been a bad week for clumsiness – computer on Wednesday, Julia’s French knitting loom on Thursday and now the new camera. The computer is slightly the worse for wear, the camera is OK, but the knitting loom, and the knitting on it, is a write off. I am not popular. In fact I was so unpopular that I didn’t dare write about it until now.
I rehabilitated myself slightly by being attentive when she injured her leg earlier in the week. I even dropped her off at A&E this morning on my way to work, because that’s the sort of man I am. If I were one of these New Men I may even have sat with her for three hours in a stuffy waiting area. But I’m not.
The diagnosis is that she should go back and see a physio as they can’t find any problem on the X-Ray, though they did say that her bones were “perfect”. So it’s muscles or ligaments. Based on what happened to Number Two so, who had a knee reconstruction two years after being told there was no problem, we are going to make more noise about this one. At least they have given her crutches to stop her falling over and breaking something else.
Time to go home now, after a detour for flowers and chocolate. I’m not allowed chocolate because of the diet, but it would surely be insensitive to refuse some if offered it by an invalid…