People who've followed this blog a while, (notice how I refrained from saying older!) will know my nemesis has always been Beauchief traffic lights. I used the preferred option, when passing them today. Which had been worked out by Mr Marsden (CTC) this requires me to use the pavement for turning right. I was just cycling up Abbey Lane when I had to manoeuvre past a hole in the pavement, which had been ring fenced with movable posts. Bump, scrape, screech!! beeeep!!I fell off the high curb, straight into the path of a 4x4. I had to pick myself up, and brush myself down(why do folk always do that? nowt had dirtied me, well not that I'm willing to discuss!!) With these 2 yummy mummys peering down from the windscreen. Mmmmm Cattle Bars??? I'm very happy she had been slowing for the red light, otherwise I wouldn't have fancied my chances!!
I visited my Mum, and to be honest it's becoming so sad, because apart from the first 5 mins, when her eyes light up with recognition and sheer delight that I am there, she spends much of the time crying out in discomfort. Apparently this is quite normal with Dementia.
Robbie will be going home tomorrow :(