Nothing changes

With a left arm more colourful than any display put on by the Aurora Borealis it might be thought that I could play the sympathy card 

curl up on the sofa like faux fox Nessa and relax.

No.

True to form the critters feed arrived 

at the same time they needed clearing out and MBAOSPW can only take over so many of my chores. 

Luckily I have Dave who loves doing repetitive physical work and so he cleared up the waste of money that fell from the horses bottoms and put the nice new feed for recycling in the she shed. 

Leaving me to pick up my paint brush and do something worthwhile.