It’s not what you expect on a Friday evening on the way to a French ballet with a long time friend, to slip on the last step of the underground. Down I went. A half hearted show of concern by the man behind me. Somewhat dizzy, mostly embarrassed and surprised, I stood for a while.
First Aider, Accident and Emergency, concerned husband, painkillers and crutches later I returned home. Foot up as instructed. Classy champagne cooler serving a new purpose.