So there I was... Usual busy week, rushing here, rushing there. Another day unpacking and sorting boxes for Mum, shopping, haircut, getting ready for another cupcake Friday....
I have also been planning the possibility of directing a play for our Am Dram group, which involved attending a meeting at the other end of the village on Thursday evening. Stewart walked up with me and I happened to comment how dark it seemed up that end. So dark in fact, that coming home I managed to fall into a ditch... I really had only had one small glass of white wine... Honest! I sat in the ditch for a while until the pain in my ankle lessened... and I realised the damp was seeping through to my bum . I then stood up and promptly had to sit down again but eventually decided it was sensible to walk (it wasn't) and managed to stagger down the road to the pub where Stewart was waiting for me (Of course I hadn't remembered my phone). We ended up in A & E and it turns out I have fractured my ankle.
I won't treat you to the sight of my horrible swollen blue foot but this is the stylish fashion accessory I have to wear for the next six weeks. You'll all be wanting glamorous boots like this now! At least unlike a plaster I can take this off to shower and when I sleep. At the moment I am on lots of painkillers and feeling very frustrated by my limited mobility... I can walk with crutches but not far yet. And I can't drive for eight weeks... I am going to go totally stir crazy!
But there are books to read, knitting and crochet to finish and it will give me time to work on developing a new website, and I can catch up with a bit of blog reading too, so I'm trying hard to look for the positive. There won't be much baking going on though so enjoy this cherry bakewell cupcake while you can!