Day 29 in the big foot house. It is still too swollen for shoes or trainers and although uncomfortable my brain seems more awake. Well, of a fashion.
We saw Ricky Gervais in Brighton on Tuesday. What a funny man - he made our tummies ache. I wore the comedy shoe and took a crutch. That was a result because I didn’t queue for the loo once; just nipped in the disabled one. I hobbled to the front of the queue waving my crutch and everyone moved out of my way with their sympathetic heads tilted to one side.
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