Went to the hospital and had the plaster removed. My broken leg has healed well, so the doctor says. Found it a bit painful walking as the ankle muscles are quite weak.

Sunday the sun shone, and it was very warm in the conservatory. Outside not so warm, but by the end of the day I was outside in a tee shirt. I managed to mow the outside of the field on the ride on mower despite the hurt leg. Most of the foot work on the mower has to be done with the right leg. (Not the broken leg). I was able to do quite a bit of walking without crutches on Sunday, and going up and downstairs is alot easier now I can put weight on the leg.

We stayed at home all this weekend. The broken leg is beginning to become a bit of an irritation. It is all a very good excuse for not doing those chores around the house and garden, but there becomes a limit. It is difficult to walk around the garden on crutches, with them disappearing into the soft soil and molehills. I was even considering driving around the field on the ride on lawn mower, but Rosemary intimated should would be so embarrassed and would not accompany me. On Thursday, after my appointment with the hospital, I hope to be able to put weight on the leg. So the extent of Saturday, (a beautiful sunny day), was a visit to Tesco and then lunch at the Plough and Anchor. The afternoon was spent sitting in the warm sunshine (conservatory), despite the sun it was still quite cool outside with the Northeast wind.Sunday was a cold cloudy day, (no rain though), and was a day for ironing (another chore which I have stopped doing), and the accounts, (can I leave the rat race yet). The afternoon was lunch, getting lots of better proper cooked lunches at the weekend, while we are at home not doing much. Then I spent an afternoon listening to all the Pink Floyd albums. I never did complete this task, despite five hours of solid listening. I was through all the older albums and stopped part way through Dark Side of the Moon. I still have the rest of the more recent albums to listen to.