In which I discover that health and safety only matters in the workplace

In which I discover that health and safety only matters in the workplace

I was walking through the park, minding my own business, as you do, when all of a sudden my world turned up side down. Literally. I'd put my foot on the side of a pavement pothole, there was a sickening crunch and my ankle turned right over. So did I, and a spilt second letter I found myself staring up at the sky with a searing pain in my ankle.

And what was my first thought? How on earth am I going to manage Smiley and the hoist?

I may have made some kind of unhappy sound because a face blocked out the sky and asked if I was alright, and luckily I had the sense to say 'no'. My Good Samaritan helped me to my feet, I mumbled a brief thank you and he left me clinging onto the railings...

I wish I could've been a wee bit flirty or something - it could've been the start of beautiful friendship, who knows?

Anyway, I was able to hobble home, dig out the crutches and crash on the sofa with an ice-pack. My Facebook friends rolled round and offered help with cooking, cleaning and shopping.

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