I’m back in the saddle, again, and this time I plan to stay there.
I have a trusty new hip and, after six weeks of recuperation and home-based rehabilitation, I can climb onto a horse all by myself. Well, metaphorically at least. I don’t know one end of a horse from the other, which is a very good reason to resist the urge to look a gift horse in the mouth!
But I can now put my socks on and I can also work in the garden and kitchen without the accompanying pain of osteo-arthritis; and I will be able to go on scenic walks in the Canadia Rockies in seven weeks’ time.
So, touch wood, I will soon be publishing some posts about our travels in the Loire Valley and Normandy in October last year.