Today didn't begin auspiciously because as I was tidying round prior to having my shower I noticed a vase of Mothering Sunday flowers had almost died so I took it into the kitchen and sorted out the few blooms which were salvageable and put them into a smaller container. As I was carrying them back to their place in the sitting room I tripped over a chair leg where I had left my breakfast chair pulled out from the table. I fell heavily on my left side into the hall, throwing flowers and water everywhere. I lay there for a couple of minutes and then sat up to make sure I hadn't broken anything. Then, shuffling on my bottom to the chair I had fallen over (anyone my age will verify that getting up from the floor is nigh on impossible), I finally twisted over on to my knees and pulled myself up into a sitting position - and then sat there for five minutes to 'come to'. I dressed and took Tess round the block for her morning walk, reasoning that it would do me good to move gently for a quarter of an hour rather than sit.
It is now quarter past ten at night and, although I am sore in a few places, I am alright and am able to move around. It didn't stop me going out to lunch as usual. Dare I say that that is four times this week? Smoked trout, scampi, quiche and salmon in that order. This week, coming up to Easter, will be much more controlled!
Our weather forecasters speak of it getting warmer as the week goes on and letting the dog out just now for her last wee I must say that that sharp frosty feeling has gone - so perhaps the warmer spell has already started. I do hope so.