A sock was going to be needed on my bad foot today as we were going out. We tried one of my socks but it wouldn’t get halfway onto my foot so Mick kindly lent me one of his. Was his choice intentional? He’d like me to think so, but I reckon that the colour coordination with my blue and black boot was a pure coincidence. We managed to find a trainer for my other foot and then I managed to get up the bow steps on my bottom. The hardest bit of getting off the boat is managing to get my bottom onto one of the bow lockers from the well deck, a height of about 14 inches. But with a hoik from Mick I was successful. With feet on the towpath and a steadying hand I stood up, outside the boat for the first time in almost two weeks.
Yesterday Mick had collected a car from Enterprise for the weekend, this meant we could have a day out. To me it didn’t really matter where we went, just the fact that I was out of the boat was exciting. Enterprise must have know something too as the dash board was also coordinated.
First we drove to Sainsburys where we parked in a normal bay. Mick felt that we would have been justified in using a disabled one but without a blue badge I wouldn’t let him. Unfortunately I’d forgotten to take a section of the newspaper so that I could sit and read it in the car whilst Mick did the shopping, but fortunately Mick returned from the store with a wheelchair. This meant that we got to use the shopping trolley that clips onto a wheelchair, quite exciting and a voyage of discovery. I also got to use the disabled toilet for the first time without putting on a limp to get me to the door!
We should have started our shopping at the far end of the store as all the big things we wanted like cat litter and wine were at that end and by the time we reached them there was little space left in the trolley. Also the view wasn’t so good anymore, cat litter! At least it was blue, keeping with the theme of the day.
After dropping off the fridge stuff at Lillian we then drove 12 miles north to Coventry, where we had the unpleasant experience of the ring road. Basically the whole thing is one giant roundabout. You have to dice with death to get onto it from the slip road as others are coming off at the same time at speed, then do the reverse when you want to leave. At least we knew what we were facing before we got there.
Here we visited the six floored Ikea. Mick went off to the sixth floor to be redirected to the fourth to pick up my second wheelchair of the day. Our wine glasses have managed to reduce in number to two, so we needed to stock up. We were also checking out things that we’d want for NB Oleanna, new covers for our duvet, throws to keep the upholstery clean on muddy cat freedom days and extra cutlery for when we get the dishwasher going amongst other things.
Once the shopping was done we had to return to the sixth floor to the café for a late lunch. A large portion of meatballs and chips is compulsory with gravy and jam, we also had some peas to help with mending bones. Not our normal Sunday roast, but we’ll have that tomorrow.
0 locks, 0 miles, 1st fresh air in 13 days, 1 hire car, 2 ,yes, just 2 boxes of wine, 2 wheelchairs, 1 dodgy wheel, 1 cricked neck, 2 quick Geraghty push, 15 meatballs each, 6 new glasses, Space 1999 lampshades, 1 man where he shouldn’t have been, 24 guiding light big candles, 1 long shopping list for next time, 1 completed lego mini, 1 very cream and white town, 1 lovely day out, 1 boring day in!