The WildClickers take the train to the Rainforest. Track 61

Aa has broken her ankle, seriously broken it, it seems. And it happened as follows, if I can get it all down correctly (I was in such a state of shock, hearing her voice (an extremely cultured voice, as you can imagine, out of the blue like that, that I would have dropped me teef if I'd had them in at the time):

It seems that they, Aa and her Mum, had recently ( back in May ) had to have the family dog put down, and I well know the pain of that sad responsibility, and had acquired a new one. On 15 July, Aa was walking the new pet in a graveyard (I've no comment on the venue) and was navigating over rough terrain, all littered as it was with stones and round ones in particular, when she must have stepped on one and went down. Unable to get up in the usual manner, she had to "butt crawl" the whole way back to her car - a three-hour ordeal on her backside. She said that some woman ( a bit*h, I'd have said, but I'll take Aa's word for it ) passed by her, waving and calling for help, two times on entering and exiting the cemetery.

Anyway, eventually she made it back to her car and managed to gain the driver's seat, with dog in tow, and got home. Taken to the ER, it was found that all three of her ankle bones were broken and shattered, and, next day, she was admitted for surgery at the hospital. She is now wheel-chair-bound, unable to get to the computer upstairs except by butt-crawling, and will be in cast until sometime in October.