And down she came with an incredible tumble. Christ it hurts to fall over, especially on a slope, in the pissing rain. Some bloody condo developer’s sign took me out and took me out strong. Like something out of a cartoon. Except the painful hip (cut despite a coat and 3 layers of clothing) is currently a constant burning reminder it was not a cartoon.

Some further affront that it was a daft condo building emerging out of the ground that tripped me. I was stuck down there for a while in shock, finally a nice bloke came along and offered to help me and help he did. He lifted the stupid sign up, so no one else would fall and lamented my fall in the pissing rain and offered to walk me home.

Still shaking and most definitely stirred. I think the unbreakable catholic bones have once again triumphed.