Well I did manage to get into the bathroom - it involved a wooden wedge, a piece of skirting board and a lot of huffing and puffing. I lost count of how many times my head hit the door frame; the door hit my head; and I pinched my arm between the door and the door frame. There's a large bruise on my upper arm from reaching into the bathroom holding the skirting board and then having to pull the door tight against my arm to allow the bath panel to move.
Moving on...
Day 18, Monday - ventured back to my old stomping ground for a spin around the lanes for an hour and a quarter. It was wetter than I remember it...
Day 19 - used my hour to run some errands this morning. Took the long way down to the recycling centre then had to pick up some new road pedals from the post office and took the back way home. I never realised how hilly Hemel Hempstead was! My stops only amounted to a minute or so each so I was happy with my very productive 1hr 5mins.
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I've been laughing out loud at the door issue! That's quite funny. Glad you finally got it open.
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