I have an embarrassing admission to make! Two days ago I fetched Max after school finished at Macgregor Primary in Canberra. Max met a little friend and he asked me to take care of the scooter he used to ride to school in the morning while he walked and talked with his friend. Well, I decided to use the damn thing and gracefully set off downhill in the direction of a local creek and the bridge crossing it. The trip downhill was great fun, but on reaching the bridge I failed to notice a gap between the pathway and the bridge. On reaching the gap the scooter suddenly stopped, sent me hurtling over the handle-bar and led to hard crash landing on a rough concrete path. The result was multiple grazes, a swollen hand (twice its normal size), extensive bruising, and after 4 hours in a clinic and a hospital a diagnosis that I have no broken bones. This is just as well as I'm sitting in Canberra's airport awaiting a flight to Perth. OK, I only have realistic use of one hand - though mercifully two for typing! - but I'm coping.
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