A woman today was walking across a traffic lighted intersection when her knee gave out. Is she alright? I shouted to the oatmeal bar wrapper in my hand.

She righted herself without hitting the tarmac and I was reassured that other knees do misbehave and impressed that she didn’t hit the decks. Recently I wasn’t so graceful when it happened to me, in descent, on a concrete set of stairs. Not long after it tho a man who said his hip was broken climbed over the railway tracks railing and lifted his bike over.  Are you okay? Yes I am fine I just have a broken hip, he replied, jumped on his bike and pedalled off.

The eccentricities of knees and hips.