Category Archives: Physiotherapy

This little piggy…

A foot was thrust into my line of vision with an injunction to look. Unable to think of a suitable retort to this unusual command, I complied. The foot appeared to be just that… a foot. Not a particularly attractive … Continue reading

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Riverbank

There was no way Stuart was going to let me drag him back up on the moors again after the ice-cream. We were supposed to be conserving energy ready for the early start on Saturday morning so I suggested we … Continue reading

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The bionic son

Yesterday I drove my son to Cambridge. It is a two hour drive from here, a long way, you might think, to go for a physio appointment. But this was something a bit different. Nick was stabbed through the brain … Continue reading

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