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One lovely black eye

Heather Redmond records a fall and makes a few pertinent observations  

Recently I had a falling down in Swanage – a love-in with an unforgiving surface. Deep in trivial thoughts, I tripped off a perfectly level pavement onto a road. A road with no cars. Fortunately.

The lovely elder brethren of the town gathered around, picked me up and dusted me down, sat me on a chair and gave me cups of sweet tea. From the first-aid lady at the tourist centre I received ice packs and advice.

In their attempt to comfort me, they also gave me tales of their own falling about. But I am not comforted. Is this something I have to look forward to?

Joking apart

I have discovered quite late in life that joking as therapy wins hands down over tears. And it brings brownie points of the ‘isn’t she brave’ variety. Embarrassing sometimes, but better far than allusions to my alleged stoicism. Thus I encouraged daughter and small granddaughter who are familiar with face painting but had never seen the like of my bruises. Every morning they obsessively examined and exclaimed at such artistry, as the blue, black and yellow crept across my face.

Although they photographed me in glorious Technicolor, I have declined a copy. Myself excluded, a good time was had by all, and when granddaughter acquired her own bruise she was obviously proud to follow in grandmother’s footsteps.

 I have a need to laugh and joke, as quite frankly my fall was the most horrible shock to the system and I still get flashbacks. And when people saw my juicy black eye and sympathised about my bruised ribs, they were reassured by jokes. It is a sad fact of later life that although tears can look quite appealing on the young and limpid, they don’t do us any favours as we get older.

Seeing eye to eye

Still there are other advantages. I recall a fall that happened when I was a lot younger. Walked into the office the next day with a big black eye and nobody said a word. Silence all round, avoidance of eye contact, no sympathy, no nothing.

I was at the time, the new girl on the block and they didn’t know much about me. After the first embarrassment I knew what they were thinking.

They were thinking that I was a battered woman, that my old man duffs me up and that probably it’s my fault for not leaving him as of course anyone in their right minds would not hang around to be beaten up and they didn’t know what to say.

But everyone knows that older people fall about, so black eyes attract oodles of sympathy. And perhaps people think that the battered woman is a stereotype of the young. Are there no battered women in older relationships?

Either way, it’s one in the eye for later life!

Unhelpful Hints

Always laugh and smile and crack jokes while lying on the ground as it makes other people feel better.

 

Think deep thoughts on the state of the nation before falling down. It makes it more worth while and sounds better in the telling.

 

Do not fall over at a bus stop after school, as the queue will be too busy texting to notice.

 


 

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