In town on crutches

This afternoon I got my hair cut which was a relaxing if horrifyingly expensive experience. I'm sure that there are much less expensive hair salons but I hate getting my hair done and this is the only place where I have ever felt comfortable during the experience. I finished my P. D. James autobiography - how I would love to have met her but too late because she died last November - and started one of her books "The Maul and the Pear Tree".

I have been in Glasgow while using my crutches several times now, and am amazed at how much attention and indeed kindness this produces in the people I meet. People rush to open doors for me, offer to help me up and down steps and a Central Station this afternoon a ticket collector hurried to open up the gate for disabled customers for me. "I have always relied on the kindness of strangers!" to quote Blanche Dubois.