I'm finally home!

I'm still getting used to it, but I'm home and it's a large improvement. I was collected by my father James (Jim) Treanor, and my brother James (Jimmy) Treanor (guest articles?) and driven to my home of Bergedorf. There's a bit of construction going on in the town, and there are a handful of missing businesses, but it's basically unchanged in 14 months. I'm out just in time for the xmas markets which open tomorrow for the first time, this year. That ought to be enjoyable so you can expect a glowing report of The Bergerdorf Weinachtstmarkt next week, complete with amazing photos, Speaking of which, here are, L-R, mein Papa und ich; mein Bruder mit mir; und my new recliner--- bought for me by my family--- and I.





  



Friday saw the going home of Claire's brother, Alan, his girlfriend, Sigi, and their son, Elliot (guest articles?). All three had been here since Tuesday, during which time, we had nice thai food and homemade roasted vegetables with breads I'd like to thank them for that.




Yesterday was the first of my personal training sessions post-Bad Segeberg. It included a ~60 metre cane-walk from my chair as follows:



 



It was nice to be out and about and I look forward to, one day, getting up from my recliner and making my way out, unsupervised, with my cane and walking the shit out of it through the trees.

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