I make a six-weekly visit to my Physiotherapist and today was the day. It used to be the farmer going too but he has now been 'signed off',so I go alone. It is only a journey of around ten miles and the countryside was looking decidedly prettier as the snow melted away. There were even daffodils out here and there and plenty of crocus.
I can't say that I enjoy the visit but it keeps me mobile. She says I suffer what she likes to call 'teacher's back' this being a condition where vertebrae in the lower spine tend to get locked together and form strong tissue which limits movement. She does this complicated 'twist' which I hate (I find it difficult to breathe while she is doing it) which aims to release some of the fluid which has built up and send it into the lymphatic system. I certainly feel better for it, so shall continue to go. All part of the process of getting old I find.
I ordered two books from Amazon just after Christmas and was told that they would be delivered in March. True to form they arrived this morning - can anyone explain to me why they took so long? As a matter of interest they are two books (paperbacks) written by Shane Spall (wife of Timothy, the actor) about their adventures on their Dutch barge 'The Voyages of the Princess Matilda' and 'The Princess Matilda comes home'. Light reading, but just right for sitting by the stove on a cool, windy night waiting for The Sewing Bee to come on television - so that is what I am off to do right now.