I started doing this diary in June. If you haven't been following have a look at the Cast of Characters which gives a quick low down on the essential day to day characters who are mentioned here...it will make more sense if you do.

     

Well, I made it down to Swansea today and tried to persuade Peter to fix the socket how I wanted it. His first idea was to fit me with what was, by his own admission, a rather Heath Robinson solution, a sock with two holes in. The idea of that was to add padding but it only made the socket feel even more short than it already was and also had the effect of putting me into a perpetual spin which I had no control over. Eventually the socket got lengthened by about 1/8 of an inch and possibly a small concession was made to my inside elbow bone but it is not very much changed. One good thing was that he spotted that the electrodes were moving upwards when I was activating them and inserted a couple of wedges to stop them moving which means I don't have to clench so hard to operate it. Ok, so one of them had fallen out by the time I got home but I chipped a small wedge of wood off a bit of kindling and stuffed it in there.

The traffic has been so bad entering Carmarthen from the East that I came home the back route and I was lucky to catch a valley in true Autumn light. It was late afternnon, with less than an hour of daylight left, the sun was getting close to the horizon in a sky that had been full of rain and rainbows all day and was dark patchy grey in some places and clear blue in others and then that rich gold light started hitting a distant mountain in piercing shafts and then I came round a corner and saw the nearby hills totally lit up with the trees dressed in orange and yellow and the fields as green as ever but with that golden glow to them. I had such a struggle to concentrate on driving and that was a fast road but bendy and every so often narrowing to a single lane over bridges and round dodgy corners so I really did need to be concentrating. And then I was off those roads and onto the country lanes driving through the tree tunnels, and its quite a thing really, the trees still have loads of leafs on but the roads beneath them are almost completely covered with leaves. Sometimes I wish I could just be driven around so that I didn't have to concentrate and could just look at everything, but unfortunately I hate being driven.

It's been a very quiet evening back here, it's our night off the communal dinner and I've hardly seen anyone all evening. So I've been abe to sit here in peace and play with my new RAM, I mean I've been trying out all the things I couldn't do before and getting all excited.

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