. . . but perhaps things are looking up again. Today I’ve got a call from a number I didn’t know. Yet I answered it – and was invited for an induction. Needless to say, that improved my mind a lot. Even receiving a letter telling me that I was only eligible to vote in Holyrood, not in Westminster election, couldn’t dampen my spirits. I had to keep reminding myself that this can still turn into another fiasco like my latest job.
So I did what I had intended to: the weather having temporarily improved as well (even donned my leather jacket and my cap again instead of the anorak and the beanie), I went for a walk to Glasgow Green and the People’s Palace (revisiting after years St Andrew’s Cathedral on my way back), and it seemed to me that my footdrop was, however slightly and slowly, decreasing. Anyway. Tomorrow I’ll know more . . .