Wednesday, 8 July 2009
Going round Mitcham's corner in Cambridge I loose control of the bike and hit the kerb. Over we go again. Same foot! Right in front of a police car. The policeman and policewoman were so sweet. When it was clear that I was't being arrested or the subject of some kind of process, I calmed down. They only wanted to know if I was all right and take me to hospital. I can't bear anymore hospitals. I'm doing chemotherapy every fortnight and having accidents every other week. Enough! I get back on my bike and keep going. It doesn't look brand new anymore!