Wednesday, July 8

An interesting day for accident lovers.

When the rain stopped I went out onto the road with Shanti. She has a ball-on-a-rope that she loves chasing and since Rohdinkuja has no traffic except people who live there people tend to use it as a playground.

I threw the ball as far as I could. Shanti raced after it and more or less gave it back to me. She got more and more excited and the fourth time she raced round and leapt at the ball before it left my hand. Rather than getting the ball she sent me flying onto the ashphalt.

Both my knees had scrapes and bled in a way that made me feel ten years old. My right wrist felt sore and my left wrist seemed fine.

By the time I had got up Shanti had picked up the ball and taken it back in.

As the afternoon went on my right wrist felt worse and stiffer.

In the evening we all walked to the refurbished park to leave a plastic duck and a toy seive in the sandpit.

I photographed the new bench.