One of my spring joys is playing ‘a hint of green’. It’s a simple game and I’ve been playing it all my adult life. From the end of January I look along the hedgerow on the left verge while driving and note on what day the view ahead changes from bare brown stems to (see if you can guess) a hint of green. 141 more words
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My Hawthorn stick is done, and I’ve used it the last couple of trips into town, where it has performed admirably. I have never been able to adjust to using a cane, and now I know why – the height and grip are completely wrong for me, make me lean too much, and in general, just makes everything worse. 215 more words
Last time, I explained the point of the blog and my ‘journey’ that I am taking.
In order to do this, I need to understand the rules of the game. 274 more words