Had to take a tramadol to do my routine this morning, but otherwise OK.
Choir practise was a bit of an effort; due to a cock-up, it started out in the pub (stairs, yes-) and halway through, we had to trek out to the new arts centre (More feckin' stairs, but not very steep-) It's a lovely room, much comfier than the dank church, with upholstered seats. The leader seemed keen, but I don't think they've made a decision.
Walking back wasn't as much of a problem as I'd feared, as the lighting on the street that takes me back to Wandsworth Road is quite good, and there are several pubs and takeaways, so it's not spookily deserted. It is a longish walk, though, but if the weather's decent, I can manage. Hey ho.