This is the strangest thing. I was expecting to be really crippled from my work in the allotment, but I’m not. An afternoon of photography has been known to upset my joints and muscles for a week, but this … hasn’t. I can certainly feel strain in my back and a few movements are making me squawk, but it’s not like those times when every step of the stairs I descend makes me swear. Maybe the varied movement from going from job to job and taking it easy was the right kind of exercise for me. Let’s hope that it continues like that, though I know there’s repetition and hard work up ahead.