On Wednesday evening I went for a horse riding lesson. It wasn't until yesterday morning that my legs stopped aching but I still bear other scars of the lesson. Getting onto the horse was easy, there were a set of stone steps that took you up to 'horse level' so getting into the saddle was a piece of cake.

Getting off the horse was a little more problematic.

I took my right foot out of the stirrups and swung my leg over the horse, but somehow I managed to hit my stomach on the saddle on the way down. The bruising started to come up on Thursday but today it's gone to a deeper shade of purple with the delightful yellow tinge round the outside.

Fingers crossed that means it's healing.