Come on Di walk on the rocks with me

No she said. It looks dangerous she said. No one like a smart arse and that's what she turned out to be as my sandy flip flops resulted in me slipping with my left leg disappearing down the gap between the rocks. Not my whole leg though, no, several layers of skin chose to stay where they were and parted company with the rest of my leg. No great damage done other than to my pride which of course made me walk to the end of the rocks despite all the evidence suggesting it wasn't a good idea.