Footloose

It was a restless night. The pain in my foot flared whenever I tried to turn over in bed, and each time it woke me. Having said that, it was 07:40 before I got up. I descended the stairs with the innate grace of a walrus on roller skates coming down a mountain. At least the foot problem didn't prevent me from making a coffee.

I had the usual call with the Empson cousins this morning.  Much of the call was taken up with Tim's tale of woe, stemming from a bin fire he had overnight on Monday. He and a neighbour managed to douse it before the Fire Brigade arrived. Now he has to deal with the cleanup and the insurance claim. It must have been quite intense as it melted his aluminium ladder.

Clearly, I would not be able to go for a walk. In fact, I could barely get around the house and had to descend the stairs on my backside as I couldn't bear any weight on my foot. While Diane returned to her sewing, I returned to editing last year's blog. I have managed to complete through to the end of the first week of October and could have done more but I am enjoying it so much that I want to eke it out.

Having reviewed the excursions for our autumn cruise, I thought I would review the itinerary and outings available for our spring river cruise. This turned out to be a fruitless exercise as no excursions seemed to have been released for the trip. I updated my notes and left it.

After some lunch, I had some Kindle time while Diane continued with her sewing. There has been a change in plan for this project but she is making progress.

I had an idea. Would the ankle strap that I used when playing football relieve the pain in my foot? Diane went to the garage to retrieve my kit bag and I grabbed the ankle strap. I fitted it tightly and tried to walk about a bit. No, it made no difference. I guess it was worth a try. I shall continue to feel sorry for myself because the weather has been beautifully clear and crisp and would have been ideal for a good walk.