It's been a dull week here in every sense.   The weather's been grey and rainy - until twenty minutes ago when the sun suddenly came out.  Still unable to drive, so apart from a quick trip with H to collect M's prescriptions - which is easier with two, one to run into the pharmacy and one to turn the car around - I've hardly been outside even into the garden (daughter's been away on holiday).   If this arm is not deemed to have healed when I go back in 10 days time, I shall have to start investigating the local bus routes, it's bit too far to walk into town and means walking along the bit of pavement where I fell over. H considers going out as unecessary unless there's a cast iron reason, preferring to spend his time in front of a computer or a musical keyboard of some sort.

I've done the food shopping, bought a few new 't'shirts, and some totally unecessary fabric (well it was in a sale) online, and had a small splurge on ebay on a couple more Britain's wild horses (see this post if this doesn't make sense), so the herd is expanding nicely.  Being stuck at home is not good for the finances.

Next week doesn't hold out much hope of further entertainment - H has lessons of various sorts on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday evening, and daughter is busy.  Saturday is our wedding anniversary but it clashes with an organ recital which H especially wants to go to (well, the player, Dr Francis Jackson, is about to celebrate his 94th birthday so I can see that it's a case of catch him while you can!)  It's very frustrating - I'm still doing all the boring things which I can manage easily and can't do the more amusing things.  Roll on 4th October!