Another day

So what more could possibly go wrong in my life? Having been fired from my all-terrain, aluminium-framed bike in an RTA in Brittany last year and crocked my shoulder and hip - the right-side - rendering me little more than a semi-walking reason to be x-rayed and scanned, I arrived at the orthopaedic hospital only to be told that I would have to go forth and do something about my hypertensive blood pressure. "One hundred and eighty!" said the nurse, as if I had done the treble with my darts "Over one hundred and twenty" he continued, in a slightly less enthusiastic tone, whilst shaking his head. "The doctor always tells me my blood pressure is a bit high" I said in a rather over-confident way. "This is not a bit high" he said "this is near the summit". So now I have to wait even longer for my shoulder reconstruction. 

That didn't stop the boys and I from visiting Dieppe in the half-term though, and lovely it was. We visited Auffay and St. Aubyn-sur-Scie and other really lovely little villages. We are going again in April, but as a group with three other people, so that will be much more fun.