The Pleading Butcher. 1948.
Peter Purves Smith.
It was another lovely sunny day today, which was lovely to see out of the window, great for my sense of well being.
My physiotherapy session with the lovely Mathilde wa good, despite the fact that my right arm was painfully stiff.
Really difficult to stretch my arm out to touch my head as my elbow can’t bend or allow my arm to go higher than my nose.
Doing that is a huge effort for me, the second time we did that, I only just managed to touch my nose.
After the session I was exhausted, a sandwich and a fruit shake really helped me to feel better
This evening Angela, a good friend from England phoned me, it was good to catch up with her life, which sounded hectic.
We met at Hillcroft College in 1991, when I returned to full time education, at the age of 40, she was only 22
The age difference, didn’t stop us becoming best friends, we just clicked, meeting each other was one of the best things to happen at Hillcroft.
Tonight has been dreadful, I can not sit well ant typing is painfully difficult, almost impossible, hope Ican post this.