This week has been very quiet although I can’t say it has been entirely uneventful.
On Saturday P and I went to Worcester on the train. It was the weekend of the Victorian Christmas Market which we thought would be picturesque and would get us in the Christmas mood. Worcester was packed; it was horrible and more likely to put me in a “Bah Humbug” mood than one wishing peace and goodwill to all men. Especially because everywhere was so busy it was near impossible to get a cup of tea.
While we were there we did go and visit the Cathedral which has some very beautiful stained glass and the tombs of Prince Arthur and King John, which were interesting to look at. I hope to go back another time to have a closer look.
Unfortunately pushing through the crowds restarted the pain in my right knee which was so painful that on Sunday that I could hardly stand let alone walk. Spent a couple of hours in A&E having it X-rayed, which found nothing. Then on Tuesday I went for an ultra-sound scan which showed “something” although the very grumpy doctor who did the scan didn’t elaborate what that was. I am still in lots of pain which none of the pain killers I’ve tried, including Tramadol, alleviate so I’m hobbling around on crutches.
Today (Friday) we had the first snow of this winter. It wasn’t a thick covering but all snow is good as far as I’m concerned.