Dr Slapper

I went to Goodge Street in central London today to rehearse with my friend the pianist Clifford Slapper. As I was walking down the street he lives in I went over on my ankle I felt it pop, it was extremely painful and I wasn’t sure if I’ll be able to walk for awhile as I clung to a lamp post, a lovely couple stopped to help me and once I felt I could walk we linked arms and they got me to Clifford’s house slowly where he administered various painkillers and a bag of frozen spinach. It’s very swollen.

Lovely evening with Zebedee just watching TV.