Stiff & Sore

Four pints of Tribute didn’t help me sleep, I’m obviously more ‘damaged’ than I thought, a bit like past rugby injuries, I’ll give it tomorrow and if there is no improvement I’ll be off to minor injuries.

The gas engineer who was to service the boiler “between 8 and 12” arrived around 08:15 and carried out the service, this year we weren’t advised to replace the boiler with something more efficient, I guess “if it ain’t broke it don’t need replacing”.

A day spent compiling my Commonwealth War Graves Commission reports from yesterday, all nine of them.

Todays photograph, a delightful set of stocks in the Feock Church porch with space for seven legs. The suggestion is that one was for people with wooden legs.