After the delivery Mickey and I had a cuppa and a chat.
Kinda relaxing and therapeutic
Asked by my buddy Stas in Siberia what the caravan was worth, I said nothing based on condition but Google said its still more than the pork pies and a lump of cheese I gave for it.
So the rest of the day I did some very light carrying and moving,
Clearing rubbish into Prozac the van that can.
Its part of my therapy and trying to get back to stuff I enjoyed before
Big hospital day tomorrow with an appointment at the Rapid Access Cardiac clinic.