Everywhere I go, especially with my friend photographed in this picture, I twist my ankle.
A year ago (April 2018), I was happily taking a nice stroll through Jesmond Dene. When, suddenly out of nowhere, I went over on my left ankle and tumbled to the ground. I managed to land on my right leg, putting a huge hole in my jeans, and equally my knee.
Getting up quickly didn’t help either, as it resulted in me being extremely lightheaded – so much so, I had to sit down and a wonderful kind man gave me water.
To this day, I have the scar to show for it!
Today I didn’t go over on my ankle too badly, just a quick and fierce wobble. No bruises or tubey grips for me!