Walk on the wild side

It has been a busy day but unfortunately one of my visits to a neighbour got cancelled as she is not well, I hope she gets better soon. I drove for the first time in seven months, to visit another friend, she is recovering from an operation. I took it steady, it wasn’t far. My left foot felt strange, I stalled the car twice, clutch control not quite as it should be, but it was when I was parking. I had lunch at Sebastian’s, a very handy and well filled pulled pork wrap. The Cosy Nook opens on the second February. 

I decided after driving back to the house to do a walk I do from the house, which takes you into the village, across the recreation ground and out onto the London Road. On the recreation ground was this Chatty Bench.

From here after walking along a while, you take a footpath that leads to Ruscombe and the church, next to which is the allotment site where I used to have my plot. One of my friends has a plot there, it has a patch, which was cleared of brambles years ago and he said I can use it if I like.

I then walked past the lovely old church, across the railway and then back home. I then went to see a neighbour and his wife, they host the Ukrainian family with them. After this, I made a Coffee and Walnut cake, having given most of the remains of the Lemon Drizzle to those neighbours. 

I walked about five kilometres today, which is good, I have a doctor appointment tomorrow so I might walk there too. My last thing I was missing out on was a proper bath, well not quite, my left leg had to stay out of the water for now. It was pure heaven.




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