My leg is a weird thing. Actually it isn’t but the pain is. Struggled a little bit to get my sock on this morning, but once again I managed to sit fine with no real pain. Even standing up didn’t bring me to tears as per usual recently. Walked Sasha and this evening I walked to the hospital and back. Mother’s enjoying herself, she has a couple of blood clots but she’s enjoying the hospitality and has a suburb view. She reckons she’ll be in there at least another week. Had a fun invitation to lunch on Sunday, in Padstow, should be fun.