No left turn, straight on, no entry...

Today has been a day of false starts and changing directions.

I got up early to get a few things done, and found myself responding to emails.

I meant to cycle to church, and then remembered that I was meant to be there early to greet folk, so I got into the car.

After church, I met Jill for afternoon tea at Ratho. I meant to chat for an hour, and two hours later was bidding her goodbye.

Before I could join James downstairs to get back to the climbing, I was rushed at by friends telling me he had just fallen roughly, and damaged his arm.

That gave me a few unexpectedly quiet hours in the hospital waiting room, to read and to journal. The elbow was dislocated, with a load of tendon and ligament damage. We have detailed instructions on the pain-management regime.

Now I'm back from St John's, having wolfed a Domino's pizza.

I think I'll go to bed soon, before the day deals me another unexpected direction...