I have a group speech therapy appointment at Norwich Community hospital at 10am today, so I’m out of the house before my wife (for a change) and driving to Norwich. There are only four of us at the group session, and two of the other attendees were in a much worse state than me, so I’m grateful that my symptoms are relatively mild – I don’t know how I’d cope if my dyskinesia was as bad as this other bloke’s, he was almost wriggling out of his chair! I don’t really get anything out of the group session (apart from the gratitude, as mentioned) but I’ll continue attending for the full course – I’m sure that I’ll find some of the information useful/beneficial at some stage.
My brother calls in on me this afternoon – I’ve been nagging him (for over 6 months) to provide me with some documentation to enable me to make progress with finalising our mother’s estate, and today he brings me the required proof of identify, which I put straight in the post.
This evening my wife and I join our neighbours (and several friends) at Labone Indian restaurant in North Walsham for their Indian buffet, which is both delicious and a rare social outing for us.