Another lovely sunny day, with three more forecast. Not that it was mild. An unwary step around a corner was only too liable to yield a sharp draught sneak in around a less than carefully fastened coat and cause a shudder of remembrance. This is winter. A nice bright winter day but winter nevertheless.
Graham wanted a trip to the DIY store again, to fetch a few lengths of timber this time. So my daily walk today was twice round the massive Wickes warehouse and across the car park and back.
Leg feeling much better but the foot is still so swollen that I can’t put my shoe on without help. Mustn’t complain, though. If the pain were as bad as the offending limb looks I’d be in constant agony.
I have a feeling that Graham is going to fancy chipolata sausages, gently grilled, with mashed potatoes and some routine vegetable for his dinner. I wonder if he’d let me do them as currywurst? I think I’d enjoy a dish of currywurst all steaming hot outside at about 20:00 tonight, watching out for meteor showers in the cold and clear sky. I shall wrap up well, of course, like a good Berliner.
