Sunday, 12 February 2012
Ed-Ding
So Ed came round this morning. Hoo-flippin'-ray. He just hung about with me and we agreed to go to the Friend's Arms later to watch Wales play Scotland.
So I shall have lunch, then have a nap, then it will be time to go out...
Saturday, 11 February 2012
RE-exploring
Then this afternoon Ed took me out, first of all up the A48 to Cross Hands then we turned off that and headed eventually into Cwrt Henri where, on reflection, we were very lucky to find an affordable house to rent years ago
But it did my head in slightly, because if I can no longer have a driving licence it isn't as much fun directing your driver than it is just randomly turning at the last minute etc
Ed-ing-ton
Then s'morning me and Ed went out to Carmel to take photos of stolen gates etc. Except that today we didn't have to take a single picture, everything was in order
Friday, 10 February 2012
Writing With My Right Hand
And I did a bit of practice this morning of writing with my right hand. My hand moves into the writing shape much easier than in has in the past but the problem is moving my hand to write the next letter. This is really difficult. So if I had some kind of scroll that moves every time I write a letter I could write by hand
Thursday, 9 February 2012
Ding
So Ed came in s'morning. Straight away we went to supermarket and stocked up on blueberries etc, then he gave me another haircut, well he shaved the sides. At 12 o'clock we are heading off to Cardiff to have a review of my footwear splint. Dunno what a review is but we are going for one anyway
Wednesday, 8 February 2012
Dinner
So for dinner tonight I am having 2 eggs and some oven chips. I left 2 bits of bread out of the freezer to eat with one egg, I was planning to have a sandwich. So I was trying to decide wether to cook the egg in sandwich first then eat that then cook the rest or what, but then summat occured to me that hasn't for years. I will eat both eggs with my knife and fork then have 2 chip butties
Ooh how exciting, chip butties
Ooh how exciting, chip butties
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