After a nerve wrackin 20 mins, with me waiting in the wrong place. (i was soooo gonna go home) Steve found me, and took me to join the rest, and meet 'The Beast' - a tricycle actually. And I could do it!!! I cycled round a bit, and then Sonia came with me up to the cafe, to meet my mate. Because she was being lovely and meeting me.

That night my legs were on fire. Which i took to be good because it meant the blood was pumping round. Which I have had a bit of a problem with, since my disabling RTA.

The next day was spent glued to my pc, typing begging letters to folk. I so wanted a trike now. Everyone, including myself had gone to a lot of trouble to get me started