Back now after a busy day. The day started with going out to find my front number plate broken, I assume by the two brats that live next door.

They've been known to damage cars before in here and are always bouncing balls of them and climbing over the top of them. I once found them standing on the roof of the Fabia when I had it. Undecided if it's worthwhile to have a word with the parents. They don't seem to care.
Appointment was a waste of time as I knew it would be. I decided to get my money's worth by asking questions about it but just got ushered out the door!
I climbed a small mountain (Knocknarae) for the first time since the accident. I've been threatening to try something like this for a while and choose this one as it's a good path to the top. Going up was fine but my ankle was really starting to hurt on the way back down again

I think I will just have to accept I'll never be the same as I was before.
I then went for a drive to have a look around somewhere I am considering for a cycling trip as there is a hostel there. Looks to have options for routes.