Garden Centre trip went fine. Hit the usual obstacle of can’t push wheelchair and trolley at the same time, but once I had got 6 hanging baskets to the till, the lady helped me with them to the car.

kp enjoyed her peruse. I used to get impatient with her at this kind of event, but I don’t now. I even point things out to her which previously (pre-accident) I hoped she wouldn’t see.

Back at the house, we enjoyed the rest of the lovely Saturday afternoon/early evening in the back garden with the dogs before heading in. kp then went for a lie-down as her bum was getting numb (“numb bum syndrome” I think is the medical term for it).

She came back out of the cocoon for pizza which we both thoroughly enjoyed and then we retired.