See those bloody trousers! Well, I know you don’t, bezause I’m anonymoose and all that, but pls indulge me. I was out for a bit of Holy yesterday morning, skipping up the car park afterwards and caught Right Toe in Flapping Left Trouser Leg. I sprawled full-length up the gravelly car park.

Ouch!

I thought I’d broken my wrist, I really did.

Ouch!!

Bats and Sister and the Mammy horsed me into the car and I realised I was absolutely fine, apart from a scraped knee, a nastily-jarred shoulder and two slightly gravelly palms. I had to pick out the gravel at home.

Double ouch!

I think the trousers are out to get me…

(For those with an interest, The Mammy has long referred to me as “A Footless Crayter.”)

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