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And down the stairs I go ...

 

(I made a few more boho style beads while catching up with something or other on the iplayer.)

Well, it's been a funny old day.  I managed to do something ridiculous this morning which resulted in me feeling very achy and stupid.  I was coming downstairs, wearing fluffy socks which had no grip to them, while at the same time looking over my shoulder to check I'd switched the bathroom light off.  My inattentiveness meant my foot slipped.  Meaning I didn't fall forward but kinda slipped backward.  Nearly losing my balance as if I was going to topple and tumble down the stairs.  I grabbed the handrail, having banged my arm, and stopped myself from moving any further, cursing my own foolishness.  

It was all over in a moment and no bones broken, nothing sprained, but it was a useful reminder to me to pay attention.  Accidents in the home don't just happen to stereotypical doddery old folks, and the handrail's there for a reason.  
It also made me think, if I'm ever lucky enough to come into money I'd not only buy a house with a bigger garden but I'd go for a bungalow too!  

Anyway, today's also been a funny old day because I'm temporarily phone-less.  My mobile's been parcelled up and sent to be repaired - thankfully still in warranty - so I'm minus a smartphone for a fortnight or so.  You know, I was really late to the 'get a smartphone' party.  I held off for ages, wedded to my 'dumb' phone, rolling my eyes at folks who swore they couldn't live without their instant access to apps and emails.  But once you get a smartphone, blimey they're addictive, aren't they?  They're especially useful if you're into crafting.  Allowing you to whip out a camera at a moment's notice and snap away at your latest creation.  So I can't feature any photos of what I was sewing today, and my blog posts might be rather sparse for a few days.  


Oh well, I can use my phone-free time to catch up on some reading.  I've finished my first book of 2024, a cosy crime set in Dartmoor.  Dog theft and illegal workers in the supposedly idyllic countryside.  The novel's easy to digest and enjoyable enough.  'Death comes to Dartmoor' by Stephanie Austin.  So I'm eyeing up my to-be-read pile and seeing what I can read next.  I'm in the mood for murder, so crime here I come!  

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  1. Oh dear, that accident sounds acry! I nearly snapped my ankle running about last Summer, it really shakes you, doesn't it?
    Loving those beads and was nodding along whilst reading about you holding out on getting a mobile phone and then becoming mildly addicted - that's me, too. Hope you get yours back soon. xxx

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  2. Hi Vix. It feels weirdly un-tethered to be without a phone. But it also makes me reflect that I'm glad I grew up in a time before mobiles. I can't see how 24-7 access to smartphones makes for happy, healthy well-adjusted kids.

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  3. Sometimes the simplest jolt of a slip can really hurt - must be coz you tense up as it happens. I use my cellphone as a camera all the time, it has even superseded my camera, so quick and easy just to pull out of a pocket and snap a picture.

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    1. Hi. Thanks for stopping by my blog. I love it when people say hello. I don't even own a camera any more. It's all snapping away with the phone. As you say, so easy to pull out of a pocket and take a photo of something that catches your eye. Anything. A vibrant sunset, a window display, autumn leaves or just a book in a shop that you want to remember the title of.

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