After my spinal steroid injections, I have been on bedrest for 24 hours so they can work on the localised spot so obviously not out and about with a camera.
When a friend offered me her photos of the Viking Show last week, I didn’t say no plus they are very good.
So, here they are……
Dimma trying to get Floss’ burger – not a chance, though full marks for trying.
The judges’ conflab.
All that hard work. Exhausting.
(Me. Diet. Now)
(And again, oh God, that is me – tomorrow The Diet to end all Diets!)
Thank you, Jean Sinclair, – you have done good, filled a gap and seen my life from a different angle.
And here are some spare ones from me.
Enthusiastic little person determined to feed everyone.
Right, tomorrow I am properly off my bed rest and I will go back to my duties.
I have decided that I am not going to ride for a while. I want the steroid epidural to do its bit – the side effects are hot flushes which are vile. I may have to live outside for a while, in Lambie’s shed (wifi and radio).
Funnily enough, Daisy and I were driving home from doing the veg packing at Transition Turriefield, when we thought we recognised two sheeps on the road – Rammie and ‘Ster. So we called them home and they happily trotted behind the van.
Then when we discovered that Lambie and ”Bert were not home either so we set off again in the car and found them further up the road. I got out and Daisy drove the car home, while I walked back with two errant sheeps in tow.
(at the moment, my life consists of ridiculous sheeples)