Monday, 19 April 2010

Falling in? No, falling off......

I have (so far) fallen in twice.

The first time, my cat like reflexes (eat your heart out, Dalton, the Bond gig was MINE, you hear???) meant I actually ended up upside down, hanging from the gang plank. Until, that is, I espied the crate of San Miguel I had been carrying aboard about to do the Titanic thing. I made a hopeless, but understandable, lunge for it, and, well, got very wet indeed.....

The second time was at Jesus Green in Cambridge, where, having moored up, I made the error of "just checking the mooring line", my last words before an unscheduled inspection of the bottom of The River Cam......

Today, however, was a first.

Today, I fell off.

Yep. I fell off the boat.

And it hurt.

A lot.

But do not fear. I am finer than I have a right to be. All bones are still in one piece and although I am somewhat scuffed and will have some rainbow bruises, all systems are still Condition Beige.

So how did it happen?

Well, today, Andreas from nb Rowanberry joined Jackie and I in taking Pippin upstream to load up more of the willow wood that has been felled by the Cam Conservancy. We got a Shed Load! We dropped in at The Bridge on the way home for a very well earned pint and then chugged back to our home mooring on Tracey Island (Well, it's secret...... and Pippin does look a lot like Thunderbird 2....)

I was on Pippin's roof unloading wood. It was all going very well until I threw another heavy log from roof to bank. This one had a small branch sticking out of it which inserted itself into the fleece I was wearing.

You don't have to be a Physics Graduate to work out what happened next...

As I flew through the air, I thought 'Hmmmmm, I'm going to break something now', headed as I was toward the soft-ish bank now liberally covered with very hard logs.

According to Jackie, I executed a very creditable commando roll, and then lay quite still while my body ran a Level 5 Diagnostic on all systems. Andreas thought I was dead, or at least mortally pierced by sharp bits of tree.

No such luck, everyone, you're going to have to put up with my ramblings for a bit longer yet!

All is well, though I have a feeling I'm going to be as sore as a sore thing tomorrow.......


  1. Oh John the moral of this tale is don't wear clothing that might get caught in branches when moving trees!!!! Do take care of yourself and we are glad to hear that there were no serious breaks although we bet the bruises hurt somewhat.xxxx

  2. Glad you weren't seriously hurt John! Hope to see you soon!

    Amy Duck xx