Saturday 10th February

 I did my walking at the South Coast this morning.

We went, Himself and I, to check out car parks and access for bringing my father down in the new very foldy wheelchair. 

Let's go back an hour or so; the wheelchair is on 14 day's approval. The morning began with an hour of testing out the wheelchair chair with my father in it for comfort and usability. I am glad to say it passed with flying colours, so we shall be keeping it.

As it was still early, and the weather was reasonable if a bit cold, instead of driving home we kept on going until we literally reached the southern edge of England! A slow toddle along the prom, with frequent pauses to take in the view, and then driving to check out out another place further east filled all the morning and we were rather late home for lunch.

I saw;

Rooks, maybe a score or more, in the trees where they have had their rookery for decades, all filling the topmost branches. I used to look out for the rookeries along the diffrrent roads I travelled was a peripatetic music teacher. When we next come this way, hopefully in a week or so with my father, they will have repaired their nests and be sitting in them.

Cows, outlined on the skyline of a green hill, like an illustration in a nursery tale book

A flock of sheep close together in a field of kale or something similar, so that the ones lying down appeared to be nestling in a fluffy green duvet

A labrador, running alongside a jogger on the prom suddenly veer away towards a great puddle in the nearby green space and lie down in it with an air of great satisfaction. It got up, moved to a fresh place and lay down again, and yet another place, before leaping up and galloping off to catch up with its owner.

And I walked for nearly a mile!