Friday, June 10, 2005

Rather nasty fall

Fell on the escalator at the Tube. Metal edge of the escalator went right into my toe. Lots of blood. Nearly passed out on the train coming home. Not one person asked if I was OK, because it's all about stiff upper lip and survival in the big city. Asked the train guard for a 'plaster' and she looked at my foot, then gripped the wall and dramatically said 'What have you done?'

Limped all the way home in my blood filled Birkenstock.

Now have jagged tooth mark on the underside of my right big toe.

Maybe they will have to amputate the toe. That's the toe that helps you balance. In my case, said toe is obviously defective in providing that service.

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