I had a good trip
No bones broken – just a grazed knee and elbow and a big dent in my pride. I took a moment to get my breath back and regain composure – there’s a tendency to blub - and a van stopped to offer to take me home and a nice lady stayed with me until we could get me in an upright position. Having had fractures before I was immensely relieved that I was whole and as I was right outside the chemists determined to get what I had come for (my husband’s medication).
Someone told the chemist and I was offered a seat, drinks and a taxi but felt I could mange the walk home. As I was leaving another gentleman offered to drive me home – Minehead is like that - but I thanked him and embarrassed, exited by the wrong exit and had to return red- faced
On the way home I decided to gat a Daily Telegraph to cheer me up and found that when I had replenished my wallet before leaving the house I forgot to return it to my handbag so no DT. Fortunately I didn’t need money at the chemist. Clearly this is a day when I should lie low and that is what I intend to do now.