What seemed a slight stretch/stiffening a the time of the last post (cue bugle) deteriorated to something rather more severe. I was in a lot of pain over dinner and even worse the next morning. A day of limited movement followed. Nurse Lyra assisted greatly. I stuck to my exercises, just, and managed a littleContinue reading “The Hipster Diaries #3: a chastened and regretful Tigger”
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Last rambles (for a while)
I loaded these pictures of my last few walks with Mum and Lyra last night, to give me something useful to do when I was hanging around before my hip op, and so here I am on the hospital wifi at my little wheelie desk. I have been labelled and have a fine array ofContinue reading “Last rambles (for a while)”
Lights, camera, action…
Well we’ve been beavering away like nobody’s business the last week or so because Keith somehow managed to agree that the garden should feature on a Border TV slot. This seemed to me to fly somewhat in the face of my plans to eschew the efforts of an open day this year, but as heContinue reading “Lights, camera, action…”
May’s definitely out
It has been blisteringly hot over the last few weeks. For a very hairy dog, Lyra doesn’t actually seem to mind the sun, and will contentedly fry herself on the patio. However mum and I are both developing gardeners sunburn. Our weeding techniques must differ substantially as she is sporting a red nose and ruddyContinue reading “May’s definitely out”
April Blues
This has been languishing in my drafts folder for a fortnight and I was half tempted just to delete it and move straight along to May. But then I thought no, the forget-me-nots and bluebells should have their five seconds of fame, so I shall turn the clock back… April is really the first monthContinue reading “April Blues”
April Foolishness
We are over half way through April now and the countdown to my hip op is well underway. I am focussing on those jobs that involve prancing around or grovelling on the floor, activities which may well be on the prohibited list during the immediate aftermath. On sunny days I am mostly weeding and “reshuffling”Continue reading “April Foolishness”
Light and frothy
It’s a strange thing, but since being shown my hip x-ray, demonstrating its lamentable state, I’ve been much more confident on longer walks so we’ve been exploring some of the longer tracks through the woods and the riverside circuit has been added back into the repertoire. Now I know it’s just a case of unavoidableContinue reading “Light and frothy”
Pins and needles
In a foolhardy moment some weeks ago I confidently declared to Lachlan that it would be no problem to recover the free sofa a friend of a friend (and as it turns out a cousin of another friend) had kindly donated – white being considered overly high risk for a young man with a dog.Continue reading “Pins and needles”
Not all doom and gloom
The news has gone, it seems, from pretty dispiriting to downright bizarre. I have taken to doom scrolling in bed before breakfast to see what fresh insanity has been unleashed. Lachlan, ever sanguine, is of the view that periodic bursts of bonkers are simply part of the human condition and, like goldfish, we have foundContinue reading “Not all doom and gloom”
Taking the hint
The Gods, it seems, do not want me weeding the garden. Every time I am on the verge of donning Uncle Tommy’s excellent gardening strides the wind whips up to a howling hoolie and it starts to rain. I have mustered three, maybe four, decent days out with my tools since my last confession. (AndContinue reading “Taking the hint”