An update on my ankle
Well, it’s taken 4 attempts to get round and write a post, and I’ve decided to do this one when I’m so tired, I’m finding it difficult to string logical sentences together. So, this is going to be a howler.
Well, my foot is still hurting lots. Thanks to all of you for your concern, and even more thanks to those who weren’t concerned. Imagine the hilarity when I came back to work to hear *all* of the jokes and jibes! Quite a few people found it ironic, however, that the injury was caused by a joke book, when I’m the one who’s usually causing injury by telling them, however, MS was the one who raised the schadenfrauder bar to a whole new level, making some kind of remark such as “awww, broke yer toenail?” every time I hobbled helplessly past.
Things didn’t get any better, as I got profoundly beaten by Richard, with a score of 4-0. I blame the fact my concentration was somewhere else, thanks to my ankle. Clearly, I’ll be using this as an excuse for the next six months every time I lose at something.
Anyway, bed!
