Alas, our Captain Fantastic is well and truly crocked, and plastered too - and sadly not with beer - though I'm sure she'll manage to raise a glass or two to her lips as she relaxes at home.
Thursday, 20 May 2010
Captain Gets Crocked!
'Howay man, Sandra, RUN!' I yelled, wondering why the hell she wasn't sprinting down the wicket for a much needed run. She was trying her best, but after some fabulous shots her little achilles tendon had decided that enough was enough, and it 'went.'
Alas, our Captain Fantastic is well and truly crocked, and plastered too - and sadly not with beer - though I'm sure she'll manage to raise a glass or two to her lips as she relaxes at home.
We're waiting for news of a more detailed scan, so in the meantime, we wish her all well and a VERY speedy recovery!
Alas, our Captain Fantastic is well and truly crocked, and plastered too - and sadly not with beer - though I'm sure she'll manage to raise a glass or two to her lips as she relaxes at home.
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