Consoling myself with the thought that the fact I took the fall meant some aulder one did not is no longer consoling. The hip is burning hot. It does not protest as much in the last hour until I move it. What an absurd accident! If this keeps me from the tumbling mats on Wednesday I shall present myself at the site office and show it to the damn eejit that left the sign to fall down across the pipe and looked like it was meant to be there.

And the shock! Jayseezsus. I don’t like shocks. Not at all. And how they last. All this jittery shaking dizzy biz that a cup of tea won’t touch. I hope it will all just be a 72 hour bundle that passes.