On Sunday I went with my partner and two friends to The Big Chill Festival at Eastnor Castle near Ledbury. I had wanted to go this year in order to see Gong, now reformed with early 1970s guitar god Steve Hillage. The Big Chill Company had advertised in my magazine, Gloucestershire Connections, in return for two tickets. It was a long walk from the car park (I had chosen the wrong one for my partner to park in) to the festival.
No doubt my elusive consultant would have tut-tutted, but I earnt plaudits (and a flirtation from a half-naked stranger!) for getting up and dancing in the afternoon sunshine. Great fun. Gong were far out, and had the same cosmic humour they had in the early 1970s. The only blot on the (beautiful, complete with lake and, of course, castle) landscape was the mile-long walk, mostly uphill, in the dark, back to the car park at midnight.
All in all, I walked about 4 miles, but the leg felt fine the next day, albeit slightly more swollen than usual. The tendon is definitely getting stronger, and I can stretch my foot upwards the whole way now. I am also doing foot-raises each morning, using my foot whilst standing up to lift the weight of my leg. There's no way I can walk preoperly yet though. Another few weeks to go. Insallah.