Up at 6:01. I should mention that. Don’t do anything too strenuous this morning as my leg still seems to want to bend backwards. Guitar practice, though, which isn’t leg-based.
Catch a bus. The bus shelter is occupied by a group of people who each have their own can of Tennants Extra at 10:30 in the morning. One of them is dancing around slightly, and keeps trying (and failing, I have to say) to make intimidating eye-contact with me. Perhaps he’s trying to start a fight, I don’t know.
Into Walker for more Maisying. I’ll assume that it’s coming to a completion, but I can’t be sure.
Get back home and dither all evening, watching a bit of TV.
Riveting day, I know. The whole limping thing is a bit disturbing.