Post 386: A walk around the block in the sunshine.

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Post 386: A walk around the block in the sunshine.

Post 386: A walk around the block in the sunshine.

My Darling was wearing a very determined face when she arrived home. Instead of looking like death warmed up she was full of life and wondered why I wasn’t ready to get cracking, because “I told you yesterday we’ll go for a walk as soon as I got home”.

I conceded the well-made point but needed to pop upstairs for a change from the dressing gown Mr lazy-bones was still in, which was certainly not suitable walk-wear.

All morning I had an increasing abundance of humour and energy which helped me with some K-drama watching and a walk around the garden like a teddy bear (only joking).

I even took a photo of my lovely long green grass and even longer daisies which was in tune with the concept of No-Mow-May. I even wrote a short ditty for it and uploaded it for a few mates to be amused by, hopefully.

It went like this…

(Sorry Big Sis and anyone else if you’ve already seen it)

No-mow-May is such a boon

I’ll keep it going into June

The lawn is good for all the bugs

But I don’t like the bloody slugs

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I was super excited to get an email reply from our great friend and songstress Leddra Chapman who explained to me her plans for an upcoming fourth album (roar of applause) and said that I certainly should get on with writing a book.

Note: She knows my Darlings and my love story and composed a song for me to present to my darling as a surprise gift a couple of years ago. To write the song (Timeless Melody) she asked for a note of two to allow her to understand our history and relationship. Well, I gave her reams of notes about the live and times of Mr & Mrs U an inundation she remembers clearly. Ha ha.

That (Leddra’s push) alone gives me the energy I need to start the writing, but with that in mind I’ve also found a friend to chat to about writing a book.

He’s written a book himself, which I think is pretty neat, but that chat will certainly give me a shove in the right direction. He is a well read man that is well educated unlike myself and I know he can help me with many storytelling ideas and grammar issues I have.

Note: He and his dearest wife have been touring in a motorhome up north for the annual Scottish Five Day (motorbike) Trials but now that’s over they’re heading back south on the final leg of this huge journey they had been planning for years. Currently staying in York for a few days then on to Bedfordshire for family reunions.

We will schedule a date very soon after they’re back to have a wee chat and catch up. I can’t wait.

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Moving on to health and back to the walk earlier today around the block, we were not long into it enjoying the sunshine and chatting about this and that when, ahead of us on the wide pavement we were strolling on, was a push bike. The adult rider was pumping the pedals heading towards us, even though the way was flat and smooth and he should have been on the road. He was obviously in a hurry.

My Darling took fright at this oncoming bike approaching us at speed and pulled my right arm towards her and me, away from the likely route of the bike and rider with a hard jerk of my arm. Immediately my whole shoulder, arm and back lit up with pain and I squealed pretty loudly.

We didn’t see the biker again luckily, he had disappeared, but for ten minutes or more I was left rubbing my arm and shoulder walking on from the incident.

My Darling’s reaction was of complete surprise and lack of empathy in the immediate aftermath, but did later apologise after she’d realised how much pain I was in. She was saying things like I should do more exercise on that shoulder and I replied this is why I can’t do much exercise on it yet. It’s too tender still.

The problem will ease soon I’m sure, but until then I’ll walk on her right and hold her with my left hand in future.

The walk was the normal walk around the block we do and the changes in the hedgerows, from last time we walked it, long ago, were amazing. Spring has well and truly arrived and all the oaks are in their beautiful cloak of light green lush leaves already. It was fantastic to be out even though my Darling was probably feeling very tired after work and all.

The 1.9 miles was a great boost to my confidence. Maybe I’ll get out more and do a shorter walk each day, on my own.

My legs felt fine long into the evening so I now know that I’m stronger than I thought I was.

That’s a real boost.

And on that happy note, I’ll bid you good night.

Good night

Take care

PS

Thank you Millibob, Molly23 and Winkers60 for your replies of support and positivity about the book yesterday, and life in general. Reading the ‘replies’ and seeing the ‘reactions’ are always so touching and I’m so grateful for your time spent reading and replying, it really helps boost my own positivity and energy.

I wish you all my love and best wishes for your continued good health.

Love

Mr U

(Mr Unremarkable)

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  • Great news about the walk - I get out every day with the dog and it's brilliant as you say to see the seasons change. Although we live in an old ex mill town in the "grim North" we live on the outskirts of town and the countryside is only 100 yards away. We are blessed that at the end of the first world war one of the rich mill owing families gave the people of the town a large piece of their land as a peace offering. This is now a large country park and again one of the smaller gates is only a couple of hundred yards away.

    My daily dog walks are always a reflection of how wonderful nature is - and how good life is.