Started my morning by slipping on the train platform and sliding down the gap under the train as the doors were beeping to close. Good old Britain, not one person of the twenty odd rushing past fucking helped or asked if I was okay. I l. Was. Stuck. Under. A. Train.
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Not sure what happened next (me shouting a proliferation of obscenity and a burst of hulking upper body strength) but I'm now sitting on the train holding my 8 year old, thanking the Lord for my Mediterranean arse that was the only thing between me and certain death this morning.
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Hands are pretty cut up, jeans ripped and filthy, smashed my shins on the way back out, and lots of grazes full of gritter salt (ouch) but I'm mostly okay. If a bit shocked. The 8 year old is doing good headstrokes and hand holding. Haven't the heart to tell him it sodding hurts.
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Adrenalin has worn off and the ouches are kicking in. Ah yikes everything hurts. Can't be doing with this, got too much to do!
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Argh. This is my nightmare come real. I'm so sorry. Are you able to get a warm shower soon?
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