Well some good news a good friend has lent me his 1d mark2, "it hasn't got a strap or eye cup" he said, "not a problem that's the only thing left working on mine" so after my physio I got my girlfriend to drive me down to Orpington to pick it up.
I went up to Moulton Quarry to give the camera a whirr but apart from four Snipe there wasn't anything around, thanks to two lads on motocross bikes scaring everything.
Now get this, on the way home (walking) this Fiat 500 on the other side of the road pulled "you couldn't check to see if I got a puncture" said this lady (Sue) I did, she did. So being the gallant type I offered to change it for her. All was going OK until the last bolt got tighten, I stood on the spanner as you do to make sure it's tight enough when a really audible "pop" came from my leg, I've only gone and torn my calf muscle.....soooo I crossed the road and bad luck struck, seriously what the fuck have I done! I had to giggle as my local shopkeeper saw me hobbling in with crutches "what have you done now" I told him "I would tell you to buy a lotto ticket but you're probably get mugged" he laughed, to be fair so did I. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.