Overgrown Corner

I slept well, and didn't, waking at least three times in the night. And when I awoke, I could hardly move because of the pain across my back and in my legs. Len had to help me to the bathroom on the second occasion. I found my walking stick the first time round and just had to cope the third time. He was sleeping.

I must have strained a muscle somewhere. Now on maximum dosage of paracetamol and ibuprofen.

A welcome shower, that took ages. Tottered into the garden to take a photo of the red tulips just going over. Then back inside to collapse on to settee.

George and Kat popped round in the evening bringing the car back. I gave them a lucky cat that had been blessed by the Monastery of 10000 Buddhas.