So, last week they said that we could go for longer walks and drive to them if necessary.
Flushed with the joy of a fixed ankle and chuffed with how quickly it had repaired after the rabbit hole incident - this weekend we went out to find a new walk. We had an idea where one might be - literally 5 minutes drive from home. So we drove and parked.
We were right, we'd found an absolutely stunning walk. You can walk miles across the South Downs - so we did. The sun was out, there was a cool breeze - good times.
Then half a mile from the car I managed to find ANOTHER rabbit hole. How does that happen - I did mention in my intro I've got dyspraxia - so I do have accidents all the time. But dyspraxia doesn't mean that rabbit holes are invisible!!!!!!!
It was a nightmare, because it was an injury on an already weak ankle the sprain was twice as bad as the last one. So after rolling around on the floor a bit, we needed to get back to the car. I managed a short walk, then had to sit down, another short walk, then sit down. Never have I felt so far from home. I had visions of having to call an air ambulance as there was no way a car could get to me. And there was NO way I was going to bother them for a flipping sprained ankle!
In the end I had to break my big problem down into a number of small problems. Leaning on my son - who (by the way) overtook me in height last week! I told myself all I needed to do was 20 steps. So that's what I did - 20 steps and stop, then 20 steps and stop..... Eventually after what seemed like a year (bet it felt longer to my husband who hates walking slowly) I managed to get back to the road.
So anyway, I'm back on the sofa - wish I hadn't procrastinated about doing the garden and going to the dump last week. That showed me!!!!!!
On a brighter note - was furious as this weekend some idiot had arranged a big party on the beach and advertised online for those people that wanted to 'demonstrate' against the COVID-19 lockdown.
As somebody that hasn't been able to see my family for 2 months my thoughts about the people that would turn up were about as dark as they can get. I do recognise some people are completely stir crazy and finding it tough, but there's a big difference between breaking out alone and inciting group chaos.
Guess what - nobody turned up! My faith in humanity is resumed. Somewhere on that beach was one lone idiot with a picnic and music waiting to be joined by others. How amazed they must have been that there weren't millions of selfish individuals just like them ready to party.
I don't know who you are - but you do - you're an idiot and that's why people didn't join you.