Yesterday I decided that I would like to go and get some of my holiday photos made into prints for scrapbooking. I can’t do that locally and didn’t want to wait a couple of weeks for a mail order service so instead of going to Hobart I decided to go to Kingston, a suburb about 10km from Hobart where I knew there was a store with the machines to make prints. At the same time I could buy some Easter groceries at the supermarket there.
Things sort of went to plan at first. There were only four machines so I had to wait to use one and it took a very long time to edit all the prints. Those things have a nasty habit of chopping off bits of your photo if you don’t check each one first. It took so long that I only ended up doing one of the two SD cards I had with me. While I waited for my prints I went to the supermarket and got a bite to eat.
It was when I headed back to pick up the prints that disaster struck. Somehow I managed to overbalance on a kerb and fell over. My loud screams, mostly of fear, brought passers-by running to help me up. I wasn’t badly hurt but I have twisted my other ankle, just as the one I hurt in Wellington was getting better and I bruised my foot. People were very kind, someone brought me water and the shopping centre security guy brought me a band-aid for a graze on my hand. I sat recovering on a bench for some time before deciding that going home on the bus was not a practical option and called friends to come and get me. While I waited several other people approached me to see if there was anything they could do. People are kind.
So today I’m hobbling around even worse than before and likely to be doing so for a few days so I doubt I’ll get any photography done.
On the plus side I did get my prints as a nice lady was kind enough to take my ticket and go and retrieve them from the store for me.