davidgillon | More Minor Misadventures (Reply)

So if you're wearing an unfastened denim jacket, turns out the bottom button is at just the right height, and just the right size, to get caught between your wheel and your pushrim, at which point you aren't going anywhere until you've managed to jiggle it loose....

And of course it happened while I was at a till. So I'd no sooner moved new toolbox onto my lap and pulled on my wheelchair gloves to move off than I had to move it back onto the counter and pull the gloves off. I thought I was going to have to slip the jacket off to get to it, but it finally came free once I could get unpadded thumbs at it.

Apart from that the classic denim jacket turns out to be exactly the right length for wheelchair wear. (Today was the first time I'd had it on, it was my brother-in-law's, but I'm not sure he's ever worn it - having someone who's a bit of a clothes horse, and the same size as you, in the family can be advantageous) .

And finally, three full months into the year, I've managed to make my regular Saturday lunch date for the first time. It's actually just me at the moment as the friend I normally would do it with is caring for a family member pretty much full time, but I was a little concerned at how difficult I was finding it to get out of the house. (Admittedly I have caught every bug going since Christmas, if not September).

I was slightly disappointed with my lunch, it was a very nice tuna nicoise salad, but when the waitress warns you the tuna will be pink, which usually means rarer than most Brits would prefer, and it turns up solidly pink, not the gorgeous semi-translucent pinky-purple I was expecting (having had it there before), then it's a bit of a let down.- 8/10 not 10/10.

I picked up the tickets for my trip up to Durham next weekend from the station, then spent an hour pootling around Homebase (big DIY/gardening store), which is where the jacket-pushrim mishap happened. I got the toolbox and roofing nails I was looking for, but I'm not paying £20 for a hammer! I'll have another look and see if I can find where mine has gotten to, it might possibly be in the shed. Nor could I find a bath plug in the appropriate size. There's a little old traditional ironmonger's in Rochester, so I'll probably be able to find what I'm looking for there.

And as if to prove it's April, I got showered on twice, though just enough to be refreshing rather than miserable.

Ah, Spring!