We went to Llandudno on Monday. It was unexpected, because I was thinking of going for a blood test followed by a day of loafing and odd jobs.
On checking the appointment card as I set off, I noticed that I was going to be early for the appointment. A week early. It was truly an epic senior moment. When I reach the end of my life and it all flashes before my eyes, this will definitely be one from the top drawer.
Talking about the end of my life, it’s just over two years ago since we last went, and a lot has changed. Llandudno has gone slightly downhill in that time. I, on the other hand, have deteriorated to a frightening degree. It’s definitely time to start taking my health more seriously.
Instead of shuffling and muttering as I walked, as I did two years ago, I was having to stop for a rest every 400 yards (or 200 by the end of the day). Fortunately Llandudno is accustomed to the elderly and infirm (it looked like an advert for mobility aids as we walked round the centre of town) and is well-provided with benches.
Sorry, I somehow I seem to have drifted to Llandudno without getting to the point of the Senior Moment anecdote. The point is that it was 7am, we had the day ahead of us and it was the first day of the holidays.
I pointed this out to Julia, who poked her head from under the duvet and growled.
She didn’t seem overly grateful to be given the chance of a day at the seaside.
Despite this, as you may have noticed, we ended up at the seaside. I had a list of piers and a thirst for ice cream. Julia had a slightly bemused expression.
For details of what happened next, read the next installment. As a teaser, it includes gulls, piers and ice cream…
Unfortunately, when I won’t be able to show any photos today as the Netbook is refusing to work with the camera card. It wants to format the disk, which as I recall, means it wants to wipe it. For some reason it does this from time to time.
As a result the tales of Llandudno are put on hold, as I want to use photos with the story.
Looks like tomorrow will be “Blanket Weed at Budby Flash”. Not quite as interesting, but it does at least have photos.
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As someone with creaky knees, I can sympathize. While I can bike a goodly distance, walking, not so much. Have you considered biking?
I have, but I live in an urban area of 733,000 people. Most of them, from what I see every morning, are a hazard on the roads. To be honest with you, I lack the courage to take them on whilst sitting on a metal frame propelled by dodgy knees.
I understand! Even in rural Maine, we have busy roads that give the rider a near-death experience. Not fun! What about an exercise bike? Too much of a bore?
I have thought about it. We had one years ago and it was, as you say, boring. However, limping about with a stick is pretty boring too. 🙂
Yup. I have one, and I call it the road to nowhere. I’ll be riding it on this rainy morning as I listen to a podcast.
We have to declutter before we buy more stuff. 🙂
I have a trim spin bike that doesn’t take up too much room. Some of the exercise bikes are monstrosities.
If tomorrow involves blanket weed will Julia have come out from under the duvet?
She was out from under the duvet as soon as I mentioned “breakfast”.
Oh I love your view of the world! Just moved over here from your connection to Tootlepedal. Grew up in Ireland, living in Canada, and missing the daily irony…
Nice to see you. Hope you won’t be disappointed by your visits. We have just sent Number Two Son to Canada, I hope you will forgive us. 🙂
If you can blog every day, you can take a walk every day…Start with 15 minutes. You’ll soon like it enough to do it for longer…
You are very persuasive…
One little step…
How long did it take to get there? It is a long way for a day trip!
150 miles. 2 3/4 hours according to Google. Much the same as Whitby.
Was going to ask the same question!
As a general rule I try to avoid doing 300 miles in one day unless that is one way and I get to sleep at the end of it. So your mobility might be somewhat compromised on foot but it certainly isn’t behind the wheel.
We spread our trip to the Lakes over two days – as will be revealed over the next few days.
Blanket weed sounds enticing.
First time I’ve seen so much, so close. It smells , which was an unexpected sensory bonus.
Well, sir, it sounds like you should give yourself the joy of a walk every day. That will do wonders for your mobility AND your creativity. (Walking about just lets your thoughts fly.)
Hope you and Julia enjoy the holiday!
I keep telling myself that. I must start meaning it! 🙂