Me and Minnie

Venturing home from the local ale house last night it was my continuing observation that there hadn't been a cloud in the sky for sometime. The even standing at a motorway junction the ammount of stars visible was incredible, getting closer to my house it was an awesome sight. However beautiful the scenery above the horizontal the fact that it was at least thirty below was rapidly creaping through my clothing.

Once over the motorway slipway I easied myself into a jog hoping to warm up some trapped air in between layers and get home quicker. Barely two strides into my leapin' 'n' boundin' both of my knees clicked. I winced at the sound but then immediatly thought nothing of it.

I wake up this morning and climb out of bed (I have a bunk bed) landing on my left knee only to fall the the floor in not a little amount of pain. When I looked down to see if my left leg was still attatched I noticed that either a large rabbit was lodging subcutaneously, or my knee had put on alot of weight. It's right counterpart seemed to have taken the previous evening's nocturnal exercise rather well and so now I'm hoping around on the one leg while the left decides to bend and support some weight.