Dangling with death
Waiting for the last leg of the trip at Singapore Airport.
This unexpected 24 hour stay in Singapore worked out well. I found a wonderful part of the city I hadn’t been to before called Katong, only 10 minutes from the airport and holding all my hearts desires. Went for an early swim in the outdoor pool, enjoying the 32degrees, then a lovely reflex treatment, visit to a fabulous Ganesh temple and glorious South Indian lunch, all less than five minutes walk from each other.
I’ve been in a fair amount of pain since a balcony collapsed under me three days ago and I was nearly plummeted 120 foot to the ground (*see foot note). I was in Melbourne and in the house by myself, it was a beautiful sunny day so I thought I would go out and sit on the balcony. As I walked across the tiles 2 rows of them dissappeared underfoot and I went with them, with only my boobs to stop me falling, I knew they’d come in handy for something! I was worried about struggling to get off and out as I thought the whole structure might crash on top of me. When I realised that the railings would take my weight I hiked myself up, using a HUGE amount of strength I didn’t know I had and managed to pull three quarters of my body weight out of the hole of masonary and back into the house.
I lay on the carperted floor totally freaked out, trembling all over and in a great deal of pain, a huge haematoma came up on my right shin and there were cuts all over the lower half of my body, 3 days later I have a rainbow coloured bottom! Nice
So hobbling home tomorrow morning looking forward to seeing all those Lancaster friends
Footnote* It wasn’t actually 120 ft drop from the balcony it was about 12 but as a wise man told me recently “why let the truth get in the way of a good story” It made it much more exciting though didn’t it?