At work years ago, i was reaching for something at the bottom of a chest freezer. I over reached, nearly fell in, and then pulled my back trying to get my balance back. when I stood up, I was kind of distracted, and forgot that there was a cupboard on the wall above it, and hit my head on it.
It wasn't even the first time that stupid cupboard had got me that way
My other half isn't immune from silly accidents either. A few months ago he was walking back home from the pub, after an evening with his mates. He was walking on the grass for some reason (still hasn't told me, not sure that he can remember) put his foot in a pot hole, and fell over. He tore a cartilage in his left knee, and broke his huge goth boots. Still recovering from the op to sort out the knee, and he is still sulking more over breaking his favourite boots than denting his knee....
Just call me Bagpuss. Saggy, baggy, and a bit loose at the seams.
HEDS, FMS, jaffa cake addict. Velcro rules!