We've had a few fine days. What a diffierence it makes to be able to get out and move about in the fresh air after so long. We met friends for lunch on Saturday and walked a little in the grounds of Penshurst place, which has a number of surfaced paths that come in handy when the ground is so soggy. Yesterday we legged it into town for lunch - a couple of miles on the flat or downhill - and got the bus back to the village, leaving only a short walk up through the new development. Enough for a first reminder of exercise, provided we ramp it up gradually.
Shocking, though, that those who have to pay the bus fare now pay £2.60 for the 10-minute ride! I wonder how much longer my bus pass will last. I can well afford the odd £2.60, but admit that the pass does come in handy on visits to London. When I was in London last week, the buses I rode on were frequent and comfortable diesel-electric hybrids. They glide away silently from the stop, and run on electric power when shuffling through traffic jams. But in ordinary running, the diesel motor kicks in soon after the bus moves off, with a big lag in acceleration as the transmission works out what it's being asked to do.
Today's exercise has been rather more practical: cleaning the white plastic in the sitooterie, and replacing the ceiling fan control box which, of course, sits in the apex of the roof. I bought the replacement unit years ago, but have been putting off fitting it because of the slightly vertiginous step ladder experience involved. Well, it's in place now and working like it oughter, so all's well that finally ends well. It's shocking how grubby white plastic can get, particularly when it has been crawled over by bees, butterflies, wasps and the like for a few years. Clean now, though I'll have to tackle the glass soon as well. Anyway, I've been up and down the step ladders often enough this morning to make me ashamed of regarding yesterday's little stroll as exercise.
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