g’day y’all; i have to type this one-handed! you see, i came
out of the dentist at 12 on wednesday , fell down a short step, went
base over apex, broke left arm near shoulder - the humerus, only it
aint funny, badly bruised the arm, bruised and cracked the ribs,
bashed the head and split a finger down to the bone and filled it
with dirty gravel. i finished up in hospital and an ambulance
brought jean and i home at 9 - and all the new neighbours we hadn’t
met clustered round wanting to help. that’s mapua.
everyone wants to know if it hurts, and i tell them ‘only when i
laugh.’ all of which is why it may explain why i’m writing like this
i’m very glad of my reclining chair and the laptop in the lounge.
very shaky on the silly feet. jean has to help me get up and sit
down. i can switch off the workshop computer from the lounge, but
can’t switch it on. i won’t be writing a whole lot for a bit,
but i’ll keep in touch. jean ain’t too good either; we’re a fine
pair. like i yelled when i hit the ground, ‘bugger’;
repeatedly.
Cheers for now,
John Burgess; @John_Burgess2 of Mapua, Nelson NZ
