The devil makes work ......

not only for idle hands but, in my case, idle feet too.

 

You put your right foot in, your right foot out ....

 

 Please don't be alarmed, this is not some new and rather

strange foot fetish that I have developed of late

nor was I attending a meeting of one-legged women.

It is a photo taken accidentally whilst trying to

kick start my camera back into life.

The feet in question belong to myself and the lovely

Mrs Cassidy, stitcher extraordinaire and friend in a million.

 

But as usual I digress.

 

The image reminded me of an incident which took place last week.

You know how it is, time on your hands,

not much to do and the next thing you know your

thoughts have transported you back to those heady days of your

youth when, in my case, I could put both feet behind my

head and think nothing of it.

 

 

I think most of you will guess what is coming next.

At the very moment that my left foot locked arthritically

behind my left ear cramp struck in my left hip.

 

It was nearly midday and no one else was due back in the

house until six o'clock at the earliest.

Small beads of sweat broke out on my upper lip,

I was glad that I had decided to have a wee before.

and not after, my trip down memory lane, panic swiftly turned

to hysteria followed by a fit of the giggles and I

wondered how I would explain my plight to the ambulance

crew who I was convinced would feature somewhere

in my latest escapade.

I wonder what happened to my skates?

 

Eventually I braced myself between the bedhead and the

windowsill, took a deep breath (this helps in a multitude of

tight corners) and pulled the offending foot outwards

and upwards with both hands until it came free.  Oooooof!

 

Please do not try this at home.