AND... BREATHE

A quick repair trip to the dentist was followed by several sessions of scrabbling about under the kitchen sink turning inaccessible water valves off and on (after a rather alarming hot water fountain episode at 11pm last night) in order to effect repairs. B cannot physically get up and down, and he wouldn't be able to see even if he could, and I was perturbed at how hard it was to get back up and how stiff and inflexible I've become. One of us needs to be able to do these things, so  it's time to get back into some proper stretches and yoga at last before I seize up completely. When I was little, Yvonne would always join in any gymnastics or acrobatics I tried and here she is offering support and motivation as always.

(I've got an appointment in a fortnight to deal with some of that lockdown hair!)