Stumbled, actually. I stumbled in Mortimer Road, twisted my ankle on a stone. It wasn't too bad at first - I walked on it all morning but standing at work all afternoon finished it off. By the end of the day I was hobbling about like a good 'un. So much for friends' concern that I should break an ankle on the Hadrian's Wall Trail. I ended up using my walking pole (bought for wall walking but never taken) to walk round the flat.
Finally I realised that I couldn't rely on the sympathy vote indefinitely, and got out the ice pack and the tubigrip bandage. Ankle fixed in next to no time! But it did serve as a reminder, a whisper of mortality.
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