Gloves off

Well, I knew I’d be tempting fate to say that I was feeling fitter and more mobile. It seems that the old MonSter has found a chink in the armour and has left its footprint behind in the form of a few new spots on the MRI. My neurologist has decided to advise exactly whatContinue reading “Gloves off”

Sticking at it

I plucked up the courage to go down to my allotment the other day. The first proper visit of the year is always a bit daunting. I can see the allotment as it’s just behind where I live, so I know that my plot has spent a number of days recently under a foot orContinue reading “Sticking at it”