Beware! Buskers!

February is proving not to be a good month for me.
I am now on crutches.
And it is all the fault of a rather good busking band in town yesterday.
‘Rather good’ is an understatement really. They were actually VERY good indeed.
A group of 5 guys, 3 on brass instruments, one on a guitar and the other on shakers, they were playing my kind of music to a backing track of popular Latino numbers.

One of my favourite Richard Gere films in recent years has to be Shall We Dance. I was an avid viewer of Come Dancing when it was on TV, and loved to watch the dancers perform the ever graceful Waltz, Quick Step and the like, marveling at the fancy footwork. We don’t have a TV now, so I’ve never watched the celebrity ‘Strictly’ which occupies the media so much.

My Mum and Dad loved to dance, and it was awesome to watch them as they held their own kind of magic. They didn’t do any of the intricate stuff, but they made a handsome couple with perfect grace and timing as they glided across the floor to what Dad referred to as ‘Real Music’.mum and dad dancingI remember buying my Mum a pair of dancing shoes at a jumble sale. I wasn’t very old, but they cost me 6d old money (that’s 2 ½ p today) which was half of my pocket money then. She wore them every time she and Dad were going somewhere where dancing might be involved as they were really comfortable.

In ‘Shall We Dance?’ The Pussycat Dolls sang ‘Sway’ though Michael Buble has also recorded this Dean Martin classic. When I hear it, I can’t help but rock to the rhythm, and well, yeah, sway.
And that’s how it happened.

With what felt like something snapping in my heel with an almighty ‘ping’, suddenly I couldn’t put any weight on my right foot.
Now I was not doing any fancy footwork at the time. Neither was I actually dancing. I was just swaying in time to the music as I walked into the shop to meet up with Hubby. I may have wiggled my (ample) hips a bit, and no doubt if I had access to the shop CCTV, I would have a good laugh at seeing how I managed to do it. Because to be honest, I DON’T KNOW!

I managed to hobble back to the car, and took things easy for the rest of the day. I applied some pain killing cream, could see no bruising, and hoped it would be OK after a good night’s sleep.
Fat chance.
This morning, I was in serious trouble, and Hubby kindly got me his spare crutches. Wonderful.
I’ve never had to use them before, and do you think I could get the hang of it?
Not on your nelly.

He also rang the doctor’s surgery at 8am, and surprise of all surprises, managed to get me an appointment today! (We are obviously some of the few patients who know that the phones are now manned from 8am rather than 8.30)
We must have looked a real sight going into the surgery, he on his sticks and me on crutches.  Still, I suppose we were compatible, and instead of pistols at dawn we could use walking aids!

I’m pleased to say that I don’t appear to have done any major damage, everything is still connected OK and bending in the right directions so it’s more than likely I’ve just pulled the muscle in my heel rather than torn it. I have to keep my weight off it for a few days though and wait for it to heal (pun intended) though how long that’s going to take is uncertain. Terrific.
Coming out, a very nice elderly gentleman held the door for us. He too had a stick and we were laughing about the three of us having a race to the car park (10 yards) . He said he couldn’t run, and I told him I was having trouble keeping upright so he offered me a head start!

So for the time being, there will be no walks in the woods for me. Hell, I can hardly make it to our bathroom at the other end of the bungalow. Hubby offered to bring me a bucket, but I have some pride and told him I’d manage, even if I end up developing arm muscles like Popeye!crutchesSo, for all you people out there who are on crutches, be it temporary or permanent, you have my utmost respect.

You know that meal I was planning to cook tomorrow? Hubby will be doing it now but unlike the duck, at least this time I’ll be able to enjoy it!

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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14 Responses to Beware! Buskers!

  1. samkbell says:

    Oh dear! I hope you heal quickly! It makes for a great story though, so I suppose every cloud… Your optimism and wit made me smile on a day that couldn’t be much wetter or windier if it tried, so thank you!

    • You’re very welcome. I have to laugh, it covers my embarrassment at my ineptitude! Besides, if the batteries run out on the remote control, I can still switch the DVD off!

  2. janegundogan says:

    Thinking of you and god bless hubby for being prepared to bring you a bucket. It made me laugh out loud!

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