"Ah yes - I remember you now, bicycle crash, front fork sheared off, carbon fibre frame, really nasty, yes - exact same thing happened to a senior house officer I had once. Of course, he died."
Actually after that it went fine. I've decided to leave it alone for 2 months - I look awful and nobody is going to consider kissing me but I can't face any more messing about or cutting and sewing. I have a droopy lip on one side, like I've had a small stroke. I'm just going to try and overcompensate in some way - I need to look forward.
I decided to walk home, I am determined to get back on my feet, and went into Aldi on the way home to buy some vegetables. I've been living on rubbish for nearly 3 weeks and have to put some weight back on. I was exhausted by the time I got home.
The phone rang, it was the company who have been appointed by my insurance companty to source a new bike for me. The first thing I did was appologise for when they rang me last week, when I was still on heavy meds and made no sense whatsoever - and then the same thing happened again and I totally forgot everything, I could remember that my bike was blue but I couldn't remember what it looked like. I had to keep telling the bloke that I was really sorry and I'd had a head injury but I kept forgetting things when I was stressed. I could tell he was a bit frustrated. I had to end the call because I was about to burst into tears. Five minutes later a woman from my insurance compant rang and was incredibly sympathetic and helpful, by now I was in a bit of a state that I was coming across as quite stupid. I just need to put some information together for her over the next day or so and potentially find a photograph of my bike.
I then went to bed for 3 hours.
This evening I'm going to try and write a couple of letters - I feel a bit les disabled and part of me knows that I'm nearly there now. I found much amusement by reading the Daily Mail online review of "Life in Squares' - apparently there were many complaints about the contemporary lighting - people confused that modern lighting didint quite fit with the interiors of the early 20th Centuary - and also the plot, as people were actually forced to look people up on Wikepedia, as they hadn't head of them before.
Dear Reader. when I watch anything factual on the telly - I look EVERYONE up on Wikepedia before, and after... I thought that was just common sense. It's not quite the same as a Janet and John book - I thought it was actually very skillfull, they managed to cram an imense amount of back story into a very short period without racing through and controlling the tone and mood really well. I loved the Timeslip thing at the end which was CLEARLY signposted by a rush of sunshine - although one person writing for the made the comment - "Why couldn't they shoot the whole thing in the garden" I have a really bad feling they are going to get a bit upset as I suspect the garden scene - which didn't include Virginia - is a set up to her suicide. They are going to be FURIOUS!