I just ate a whole cauliflower. It wasn’t a big one, but it should have been three serves. It was so bloody delicious and I was hungry. I was experimenting with a roast cauliflower cheese recipe I had devised in order to enjoy cauli and cheese without all that high carb, high fat, high calorie white sauce.

The experiment was a success. Very Moorish. I didn’t need to have anything else. I was going to do a salmon steak but i’ll save that for tomorrow.

I earned it. I’ve had a busy day. I did the laundry and tidied up around home a bit before heading to the pool. Unfortunately I had forgotten this week is school sports week. I would have to wait until around three. I’d missed it yesterday because I did not get to the pool until 4.

So I went exploring instead. I pedalled around the roads a while then thought of exploring some of the bush tracks I encountered. They are all over the place. I was riding a mountain bike, and Bribie Island is virtually flat. How hard could it be?

Quite hard, it turns out. Although I am unsteady on my feet when walking I have become a little too cocky about the bike. Rough ground is hard to negotiate when one is putting one’s legs down tentatively to steady oneself. And riding in soft sand is not easy. Even with powered assistance. Neither is walking in sand, but at least I could use the accelerator to make the bike pull itself along and support me as I walked beside it. There is an awful lot of sand on Bribie. I doubt I shall try that again.

I skipped the pool for today and headed to Aldi for fresh groceries. Then home. I hurt. Codeine and an early night, I think.

Author: Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

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