After five days of fairly intensive rehab Ann is walking, albeit slowly and not very far, the bruising is not looking quite so livid, and the swelling is substantially reduced. We went out in the car today and had lunch next to the beach in Moraira. I don’t think I’m being paranoid but it’s surprising how differently people look at you and speak to you when one of you is in a wheelchair.
Friends have been rallying round with enough books and puzzles to last for several years, and all in all things are looking a bit more optimistic. We have to leave here on 20th June and have decided to go back to Tarragona where we stopped on the way down as the site is very flat with easy walking and a really good swimming pool. Before that I have a concert with the choir on the 14th in a big new theatre at Ondara. If anyone hasn’t heard us singing, just put Costa Blanca Male Voice Choir into You tube and we have about ten songs there. We are due to record our first CD at the end of October, so most of you will have a fair idea of what you are likely to get for Christmas. Mid July it’s back in to France to start doing some preliminary house hunting, and then to England at the end of July to get an MOT and catch up with as many people as possible.
Ben will be amazed to hear that I have now sold two of my sculptures and that one of the large ones is under offer. Ann has sold her picture of the flamenco dancer and has been commissioned to do another painting, which is quite exciting. Maybe we will open an art gallery in France, selling the works of friends and relations. It would be a bit more purposeful than being on permanent holiday!
Owen’s birthday today, the sort of day when we miss the grandchildren that bit more. Can’t believe he’s eight already. Love and hugs from a long way away, and hope he doesn’t get a Wales rugby shirt! All the best, Andy.
