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Easter has gone and with it, the cats waking me pre-dawn, the extraordinary sunrises. What an intense time! I am tired, probably too tired to travel well, but that will be OK, it always is. Yesterday I turned up for physio, my therapist looking blankly from me to the screen. I had arrived on the wrong day. The woman whose appointment I accidently snaffled was sitting outside looking confused. Some would call it a senior moment except I've been like this all my life.

Today, today is the right day. I have so much else to do that it would be great to cancel, but it is my last session and soon I will be wandering a hot city or, possibly some almost as hot mountains, so maybe it's a good idea to take the ankle seriously.

We saw Dungeons and Dragons;Honour Among Thieves last night. Lots about it made us laugh, and I love seeing old D&D beasties made real; Owlbears and Displacer Beasts and Mimics, excellent! But best of all was Hugh Grant, who is all very well as a hero or duffer, and yes, he can seriously act, but is simply peerless as a comedy villain. Then we came home and played D&D with our mates when we could have been packing. And yes, this might be why I will be running around frantically today. Well worth it.