A change of pace...

This is the life: breakfast delivered on a tray, while I acclimatise to my new surroundings, my new role. I still feel like a bit of a fraud - very fit and responsive - though my walking pace is a reminder of my immobility. The answer, though obvious; isn’t one I’d originally considered: a rechargable mobility scooter. A shop in Grassington sells s/h scooters, and I won’t be adding much mileage before it is sold again…