Embarrassing InjuriesSometimes your mind isn't quite on the job in hand, the throes of passion get, well, passionate and something goes painfully wrong. Ok, so you wouldn't tell your mates how you got injured, but you can tell us... we won't laugh. Much.
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rob, Thu 2 Sep 2004, 10:25)
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Glasto Liar!Glastonbury leap of faith. A few years ago having been 7 times FOR FREE, got cocky and strapped a case of beer to my back and done the fence.
Or the fence did me. I landed and broke my ankle so badly that the BMJ took photos of the mess and put it in the journal. I had also 'borrowed' my mums motor whilst she was on holiday and it was left languishing in a cow shit ridden field for her to rescue it on her return. (never forgotten) The only bonus was the diamorphine hit given in the medical tent. Very nasty 12" scars on either side of ankle.
Have told many since I was a photographer there (partly true) and said the side of the stage collapsed out of pure shame for looking a total cunt. Lost my job and was a veg for 3 months.
Oh dear. (Apologies for length.)
(, Thu 2 Sep 2004, 15:38, Reply)
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