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Slipped on the stairs on Saturday. My left foot just slid out from under me and I slithered down the last four steps. No biggie, except that being in the pub, there was a locked door to crash into. I sat and heaved with pain for a while, then bumped back up the stairs on my bott. I retired to my room in distress, until I heard John come up to get some change and despatched him for a towel and ice.

Sunday, he took me to A&E. Hmmmm. I will defend state healthcare until it kills me, but London A&E has, is and always will be a miserable experience. Still, I got x-rays and painkillers and a ride in a wheelchair from a lovely porter, so it was worth 5 hours wait. Ahem.

All clear of course, I just bruise and swell easily and scare everyone with the inflatable look of my peripheries. So yesterday was resting, icing, compressing and elevating. Back to work today. Bloody hurts though - I feel like The Little Mermaid down one side.

Don't worry - I'll take a picture for you.