When I composed these notes, I expected to be lying relaxed of a beach in the Costa Blanca with a glass of something cool within reach.
Instead, I an lying, not so relaxed in a hospital bed in Liverpool.
It was just a little trip, a slight stumble, but gravity took over and next minute I was heading down the mountain and gaining speed. I tried to correct myself and stay upright. I managed it but in doing so I have pulled something and trapped a nerve. The Ilioinguinal nerve to be precise. It is sending painful impulses down my thigh and to other areas best left unmentioned.
What makes if worse is, if I twist my head I can just see the notice above my head. The writing is upside down but I cam make out the three letters NBM. Nil by Mouth. Oh Dear. I am starving.
My walking holiday in Spain is cancelled.
I am now back home with orders to rest.
It is so boring.
On the positive side it will give me the chance to review some of my old walks and maybe add them to my blog.
Hope to be back on the Fells soon.