I have a speech therapy appointment in Norwich this morning. I’m feeling very much “under the weather”, but it’s a bit short notice to cancel, so I take the dog for a quick walk and then drive to the hospital for my appointment. The appointment is basically an assessment of my voice prior to my attendance of a speech therapy group, which starts this week (on Thursday), so I have to fill out a few forms about the concerns I have about my speech, and also have the volume of my voice measured. Half an hour later, I’m back in the car, driving back to Southrepps.
I pop in to see our neighbour for a cuppa and a chat, take the dog for another walk, and then retire to the sofa in our lounge to read the Metro online and recuperate.