Striding out

More shuffling than striding if truth be known but I did enjoy walking along the seafront while Ruby and Joe were climbing.

In another exciting development, I now have the permanent strong smell of cigarette smoke in my nostrils which is also, as of today, affecting my sense of taste. It’s like I have a couple of people on each shoulder constantly blowing cigarette smoke in my face. It’s apparently something called parosmia and can stick around for a few months post-Covid. Lovely.