Dizzy heights of Croydon

Ouch! I twisted something in my back when putting on my socks this morning. Granted that I was dancing at the same time, so that will teach me. It's bloomin' sore and I'm hot water bottling, hot bathing, painkillering and walking at an angle. 

I managed to walk to Norwood Park fine and had a coffee with Fred. In the afternoon, I seized up a bit so Fred fetched fish 'n' chips for dinner to keep everything simple. We almost finished watching The Tourist... only one episode to go.