I Broke My Foot
I’ve fractured my foot.
You know when I said in last week’s blog that the Autumn photoshoot went really well. It did. It’s just that I twisted my ankle loading dressing gowns into the car on the Sunday afternoon before the shoot, and I thought swear words and ibuprofen would be enough to fix it. It turns out I needed an X-ray, kindly nurses and a special boot too. The important thing is that I’m still allowed to go on my holiday and do swimming in France because I don’t need a plaster cast, but what an absolute pain in the (insert swear words of your choice here) foot.
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