So now the recuperation is well under way, it’s time to get Mum back in training.
Inspired by golfing legend Anne Biggs, I realised that Mum is not yet too old to flog round with the best of them. So I thought the first step would be to take her to the driving range for a little gentle practice.
As is usual when there is a man trying to hit the ball over the back fence, Mum like to casually show them how it’s really done. I didn’t dare turn my back this time as she picked up the driver and proceeded to address the ball…
Afterwards, we needed milk, so I dropped Mum off at the end of the road and watched as she walked the 250 yards to Lepton Food and Wine, where I picked her up (not literally!). Apparently she could have walked further, as she felt absolutely fine but I fuss too much. Perhaps tomorrow…