Yesterday when I climbed a ladder to bring down plastic crates of photos and documents from above the wardrobe in the study The Old Girl said - "I don't want you injuring yourself matey. You have lots to do around the house over the next month or so." I asked her why she missed her calling as a nun.
Well, later in the afternoon as I was putting some recyclables in the bin, I was caught in a shower of rain and ran back inside. I was barefoot and tripped on the metal sill of the French doors. It hurt like hell and when I looked down saw blood spurting from my second toe on my left foot. I knew that I'd broken the toe as well and, sure enough it has swelled up badly. The sill cut through the nail and sliced into the toe. I had an uncomfortable night that required taking paracetamol (the strongest painkiller other than chardonnay I use) and I nervously looked at it this morning anticipating a trip to the emergency doctors. I cleaned the toe, redressed it and taped it firmly to the big toe next to it. I hope that this does the trick. Unlike Robert I won't post a disturbing photograph of the injury.
Why do these things happen to me?
16 comments:
Poor old fella, take care.
ouch sorry to hear that
How come, as we get older, we stub our toes on unmovable objects that have been in place for ages?
We? Or you?
We.
How many times have you bumped yourself old fella?
Never.
Grammar Rob.
What never? Never, never sailed the sea...
I hope the toe is feeling better, Peter.
I may never sail the sea again.
What never?
No never.
What, never?
Well hardly ever.
He'll hardly ever sail the sea,
Then give three cheers, and one cheer more
For the hardy Curmudgeon of McLoud Bay.
HMS Pinafore
For the well-bred Captain of the Pinafore.
...I cleaned the windows and I swept the floor
And I polished up the handle of the big front door,
And he polished up the handle of the big front door,
I polished up the handle so carefullee
That now I am the ruler of the Queen's Navee.
It’s funny that you say that as today I washed the weatherboards on the house and the window surrounds, cleaned the windows, scrubbed the deck and the deck railings and swept the brickwork. All is shipshape now.
TC
... (singing)
"I washed the weatherboards and cleaned the door.
And I cleaned the windows and much much more.
- And he cleaned the windows and much much more - .
I scrubbed the deck and the deck railings.
And now await The Old Girl's report of my failings ..."
From the well-fed captain of Farm Phonies.
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