It is foolhardy
to drive a car
when your back is out.
Foolhardy to sit
on a sofa
– said the mature man
to himself
as he picked his keys
from the rack.
Tag: back
Diary note No 13 – Wanderlust in woods
A few minutes ago, I opened the front door and went out into fresh air.
Gingerly, I shuffled around. I talked to my aching back.
It’s nearly time for Wanderlust – to walk in Moanbaun Wood with Rebecca Solnit, again.
That wind today is a bit too chilly for me to start straight away.
There is the habit to recapture.
Thank goodness I haven’t finished reading that magnificent book, that best of companions.
From Bath to Cork with baby Grace 