New flats. I bought these in Reading at the weekend, and they have had their first proper walk out now after a few pootles around the house and garden.
Today was the day of the new chair being delivered for my Dad, that his Occupational Therapist had organised. When I arrived my Dad was in tears, because Mum was raging that it was too big and she couldn't hoover under it etc.I think I managed to persuade him that he needs to give it a go. Not an easy one.
I needed a really long evening walk to get over that one.