Sunday 20 March 2011

Not a party 'till something breaks?

Does a fractured foot count? My pal S danced so hard, she fractured her foot at our Friday night wedding.  This is her cast.  These are her crutches. 

She calls it 'the price of love'. She's a particularly good sport. She'll never forget our event.

S, if you're reading, my offer to feed, clothe and drive you around still stands. 

Oh, and A (who pulled a muscle in her left thigh also killing it on the dance floor), I can rent you some crutches...

Heal fast my friends...love may hurt, but seriously, not this much!

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