I wrote my longest blog yet and lost the lot, not saved.
The summary will follow, since I hate doing anything twice.
Met an old boy in the shower, a sheep farmer who's second hip replacement on his left side was playing up.
All I said was "how yer doing"
He responded with a summary of his accidents from his life and any previous lives, I soon lost the will to live.
There was one accident involving riding a ram at a rodeo(nz version) which sparked an interest, he said he broke 5 ribs and woke 3 days later.
It was the statement "the last thing I remember was the rams head disappearing between me legs" which made me leave, I new it would be difficult to clear my head of this and there was a risk of worse to come.