stotious

streel

Not me, not now, but the night I broke my leg I had a goodly bit of wine in, not quite a bottle of, not enough to be causative, but a contributing factor possibly, that and the rotten floor and the bandana tied round my leg to keep the cuffs out of the bike chain that I neglected to remove when I laid down to nap.
Got up to go, went down the hall, made the turn to the bathroom - and there you are.