Ouch!

Today I crashed my motorbike, for the second time. It wasn't bad, and I'm fine, I just have a few cuts and bruises on my legs. I'd left it in gear, and when I went to start it I went flying through the air, over a wall, and into my landlady's garden next door.

She was lying in a hammock and came and picked me up and tended to my cuts. My landlord checked the bike over when he came home later, and tried to take me to hospital, but I convinced him that it wasn't neccessary. They really are such lovely people.