Hip Priest
Veteran
Today I became intimate with the tarmac for the first time. Navigating an icy shared path, I veered to the right and my steed disappeared from under me, leaving me sliding along on my front.
Bit of bruising, a torn jacket and a broken light fitting to show for it. But I got back on.
Bit of bruising, a torn jacket and a broken light fitting to show for it. But I got back on.