Hang-gliding

Totally unrelated

OK, so à propos of absolutely nothing except it avoids all mention of the C virus, I broke my ankle hundreds of years ago whilst sledging. On a bin bag. On sparse snow. After a Sunday lunch. Rat-arsed.

Certain people may remember the event.

I told a friend that I’d broken it hang-gliding. To my amazement, not only did she believe me...but she told loads of other friends. And THEY all believed it too. In fact some people will be reading the truth only now.