Minnie’s Musings

Random ramblings of a middle aged, middle class, middle income woman

So clearly I struggle to learn from lessons past…

Repeat after me:

Though shalt not congratulate thyself on not falling off thy bicycle, until thy bicycle has been safely returned and thy deposit retrieved.

To do otherwise is to ask for trouble.

Try as I might I cannot blame either my Best Beloved or His Nibs, particularly as it was the latter’s rear wheel I clipped. I can only congratulate myself for having had the foresight to also hire a safety helmet which, as I may have observed previously, is not de riguer around here.

As per usual, Best Beloved spent some time detangling me from the handle bars and peddles, only later admitting that he had thought about just hauling both me and skew-whiff bike to upright position as one heavy lump, as this particular mess of limbs and metal was a challenge even to his expertise.

I have not broken my wrist (as I initially thought and wailed to Best Beloved) but I do have an inch long gash at the bottom of my thumb to further perplex my hand and wrist consultant.

As we are now several months into our medical relationship – and said (snotty) consultant is beginning to understand that I have greater powers of waiting it out while he tries to wriggle free from treating me as he would his private patients – I am all for getting the most out of him.

This is the same chap who repeatedly enunciated “rheumatologist” at me as though I were some idiot rather than a grumpy menopausal woman with 9 O’levels, 4 A’levels, an MA Hons and two post grads as well as my driving licence. I was soooo tempted to ask him if he needed help spelling it.

DO NOT MANSPLAIN TO SOMEONE TWICE YOUR AGE WHO TOOK PUBLIC EXAMS WHEN THEY WERE DIFFICULT.

Anyway, I am annoyed with myself as cycling is relatively easy exercise with my torn meniscus/osteoarthritic knee and I can hold the handle bars and change gear without too much trouble with my carpal tunnel now I have had steroid injections.

I am just waiting in the visitor centre cafe as I peddled back to the car on a more direct route. His Nibs and his father are taking a more. Scenic path. What a good idea it was of mine to purchase a second map for just this eventuality.

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