No, I am NOT going to do a post about ‘you-know-what’ (the dreaded four letter ‘s’ word).
However, because of that stuff, today I wore tights under my trousers to give me an extra layer of insulation.
I kind of forgot that when I went to the loo though – it’s amazing how you go on autopilot when you do these things. My brain was going “Trousers, check, knickers, check…” except #2 was NOT knickers…it was tights! And I SAT DOWN!!!!
Luckily I realised JUST before the crucial moment. I was lucky. Let this be a warning.
This morning, I witnessed something that probably shouldn’t have amused me, but it really really did.
As I was walking to the Underground gates in Walthamstow Central, this small (and pretty old) Chinese woman went rushing past me to go up to the National Rail platform.
She was way shorter than me (and I’m only 5ft5 in these heels), and probably well into her 70s, but she zoomed past me, caught her bag on someone else’s bag, turned back to apologise, so didn’t look where she was going and completely took out this young black guy who was about 6ft5!
I mean REALLY took him out – we saw his feet go up into the air and everything – it was breathtaking!
He didn’t know whether to be embarrassed, angry or amused – you could see the confusion on his face as he slowly got back to his feet.
And the woman? She just ran off, up the stairs! Classic!
(NB: The photo wasn’t what I was looking for, but when I did a search to find a pic to illustrate my story, I came across it, and it reminded me of this entry that I made in the summer.)
Well, it’s now been over a week since I popped my calf muscle, and a few people have asked me how it’s doing, so I thought I’d better to do a quick update.
I am totally impatient, and every night I’ve expected to go to bed and wake up and it’s miraculously better – but unfortunately that hasn’t been the case. How annoying is that?
My progress has actually been pretty good, although yesterday, The Man bought a walking stick from the charity shop where he volunteers and then proceeded to laugh his head off at me as I practiced using it. To be honest, I can’t get the hang of it at all – old people are awesome!
However, today, I can actually put my foot down flat as I am walking around, and that’s the first day. When I spoke to my boss earlier, he was laughing at my description that I ‘lurch around like a pissed old bird!’ – I honestly do move a little like a zombie to be quite honest.
I have a gig to go to next week and I need to be able to stand up properly for that. Although thinking about it, I still haven’t got around to finding someone to go to the gig with me! Arghh….bugger!
I’m on call this weekend, so I wont be going anywhere much, which gives me a little longer to make sure that it heals properly. But thanks for everyone’s concern – I know I’ve been a whingey arse, and I hate that. Mwahs all round xxx