It's well known I love my high-heels, however yesterday I proved they are a bit of a health hazard. Faffing around upstairs whilst awaiting my morning visitor, I scurried down the stairs when I heard him at the door only to take a tumble halfway down. I let out a cry which was heard through the solid door outside. Luckily I managed to prevent myself from going head over heels, but not without twisting an ankle and bashing my knee. Having regained my composure I was able to let said gentleman in, who was most concerned and who did later on kiss the bruise which developed as a result of my fall. Nothing broken, and a lesson to myself not to rush headlong when wearing such precarious footwear.
Since I posted my last blog regards telephony, there appears to be some possible misunderstandings arising which I'd like to clear up. I am more than happy to use email to arrange bookings, I'm just not happy phoning a random number which has been sent by email - that's all. Thank you to those who have phoned directly in the first instance though, it does show my ramblings are being read!
