Not a Banksy

There had been speculation that the new cone and unicorn horn that appeared on the Duke of Wellington’s head just as the Banksy exhibition closed was his work. It’s now confirmed that it is not. What with one thing and another I didn’t manage to get a ticket, and I wasn’t prepared to go in the middle of the night when there was availability.

I was in town for my physio appointment in the West End which was highly satisfactory, and reassuring. I have various yoga/Pilates exercises to do with the goal of being able to do strength training with weights, and tie my shoelaces in the conventional way. She is up there with the plumber in terms of expertise and customer service.

I also had a decent swim in an almost empty pool with the sun streaming in. The membership demographic there is quite different to my local Nuffield which is full of folk like me with little else to do during the day. And no waiting list for popular classes. I am returning tomorrow.

FaceTime catch up with son #1 who had been badgering me to see a physio and it was nice to be part of the family gentle chaos from afar.