The most noble and useful defiant has been returned to me. God, how I’ve missed my electric wheelchair. Now I can get about in comfort – it has been a bugger having to walk everywhere when I have had to carry stuff like a bag and my lightwriter I’ve had to push my manual chair like a shopping trolley. It’s surprising how much Mum depends on certain things emotionally as well as physically. In my chair with my lightwriter I feel I could do anything. Mind you, it was this spirit of exploration which led me to take on the kind of adventure in which I crashed my chair. I think I’d better sty close to home, t lest for a while, perhaps just heading to Alsager when I start to get steer crazy with this Star Trek reading I have to do. What fun.