This was going to be my 'Silent Sunday'* pic - a lovely Pimms in the sun - but Sunday wasn't quite so silent... what with the screaming in the undergrowth.
It started with me innocently trimming my foliage. I was standing on a plastic garden chair, giving my clematis a good tug**...
...when one of the legs fell off (the chair's not mine) - sending me plummeting three feet.
It could have been nasty - I could have landed on the red-hot poker** or crushed my lobelia**. But don't worry - the broken pointy corner of the chair broke my fall.
So I've sprained my good blogging wrist and what's more...
suffered this magnificent bruise and swelling in my general buttock area.
I never thought I'd see the day when I'd be posting this sort of picture on the internet.
It's the thin end of the wedge.
p.s. spookily, as I was recovering (which did involve another Pimms, and a gin and tonic just to be sure) the recliner broke as well!
I live in fear of all seating now... waiting for number 3...
but sofa so good.
* Linky where you just post a picture which speaks for itself, no title, no caption.
** Not a euphemism
