So while driving home yesterday I saw this Ash Log just up the road from home, thought 'Ill nip out early Saturday morning and 'acquire that''.
So this morning, just past Sparrow F4rt I'm off. It's still there, 8 foot long, 6" to 7" diameter, just nice for some of the vases I make and being FOG Wood (Found on Ground) - absolutely free.
I pick it up and am making my way the 20 yards back to the car when I slip, I catch my heel, tap my toe and pitch forward in a fall, badly spraining my left ankle.
I left the log (hopefully for another time) and made it home safely but now I'm sat here with a bag of frozen beans melting around my ankle and I guess that's me off my feet for a few days.
Not looking for sympathy - Yes I know where to find sympathy in the Army dictionary! - but thought you'd all enjoy a laugh at my expense though.