I haven't had a severe fall for a while, and had begun to get a bit complacent.
This morning I excelled myself, nearly squashing the cat and almost
giving my husband a heart attack. I did what must have been an amazing
pirouette (after bending to feed the cat) , damaged a chair, bounced off a wall,
lost my glasses (thankfully not broken) and ended up on the floor. I never
cease to be surprised when there are no broken bones.