Blaise Orangery shadows
The rather sad, still boarded up Orangery at Blaise House yesterday in winter sun. A few moments before I took this shot as I was about to negotiate the two steps leading down from the house I fell, landing on the tarmac below.
I've no idea how it happened as it wasn't icy on that bit and I don't recall tripping up over anything. Still after some loud swearing I got up and realised that despite some scuffing the camera lens itself was ok and although my hand was bleeding a bit, there appeared to be no other damage. As I have knee problems the last thing I want to happen is to end up in A&E.
About 5 mins later I thought I should check that the contents of my pockets were still there, and discovered that a metal keyring bought in San Francisco about 20 years ago (weirdly to replace another one I bought in the same city that got lost in rather more life threatening situation) had snapped. Ok an inconsequential first world problem of course, but it did leave for a moment a little feeling of loss, ridiculous of course but another little reminder that nothing lasts forever. The keyring had taken the full force of the fall (I'm heavier than I look) and if that's the only thing that's broken then I should be thankful indeed.
Blaise Orangery shadows
The rather sad, still boarded up Orangery at Blaise House yesterday in winter sun. A few moments before I took this shot as I was about to negotiate the two steps leading down from the house I fell, landing on the tarmac below.
I've no idea how it happened as it wasn't icy on that bit and I don't recall tripping up over anything. Still after some loud swearing I got up and realised that despite some scuffing the camera lens itself was ok and although my hand was bleeding a bit, there appeared to be no other damage. As I have knee problems the last thing I want to happen is to end up in A&E.
About 5 mins later I thought I should check that the contents of my pockets were still there, and discovered that a metal keyring bought in San Francisco about 20 years ago (weirdly to replace another one I bought in the same city that got lost in rather more life threatening situation) had snapped. Ok an inconsequential first world problem of course, but it did leave for a moment a little feeling of loss, ridiculous of course but another little reminder that nothing lasts forever. The keyring had taken the full force of the fall (I'm heavier than I look) and if that's the only thing that's broken then I should be thankful indeed.