A few days ago we headed for the small market town of Horncastle - for centuries this town was known for the annual horse fair but nowadays it is known for being a centre for antiques businesses.
I wasn't there to amble around antique shops, fun though that is, I was heading to see my chiropractor.
I had spent the weekend in pain, not just a niggling pain, full-on pain of the kind which wouldn't go away. I couldn't stand for more than a few minutes, sitting was equally painful and as for lying down, forget it. I was in perpetual painful motion. Ice packs, hot packs, warm baths, painkillers - nothing took more than the edge off the pain and that only very briefly.
You don't want to know about the journey in the car.
The photograph of the stile gives you some idea of how 'unfriendly' a few farmers are towards walkers. On one of my long walks I encountered a couple of difficult stiles which had been fully decorated with elevated strands of barbed wire. I am generally pretty fit and fairly agile, but I am not 20 years old. I am in my mid sixties. I struggled. I got over the stiles, but I injured my back.
A visit to the chiropractor gave me about an hour of pain relief, then the pain came flooding back, with bells on. It was worse than ever. The adjustments and massage had triggered even more of a flare-up of the muscles and nerves. She assured me that it should settle down in two or three days.
During that time I haven't visited any blogs, read any books, or done anything more than deal with the pain. I have lost almost half a stone, because I couldn't eat, didn't feel like eating, it was enough just dealing with the pain. The fact that I am here typing this post tells me that I have turned the corner.
These are old photographs of Horncastle, taken three or four years ago.
Yesterday I made some hot cross buns, using my food mixer. I just marked them with the sign of the cross as I too tired to make the paste ones.
It is so good to be getting a little normality back.
Our two London grandsons aged 15 months and 4 years are coming this weekend. I won't be able to pick them up but at least I can give them some hugs on my lap and watch them as they race around Owl Wood on their Easter Egg Hunt.
Enjoy the long weekend.
ps Apologies to anyone who has left comments recently. I will catch up on writing my replies, though it may take a few days.