I took the brunt of the fall on my left knee and the heels of both palms, an automatic manoeuver designed to save my pretty, pretty face. (Otherwise it would have been good bye international modelling career! Close call, don't you think?) The nice man walking in front of me rushed gallantly to my assistance, which was very sweet. You can sometimes depend on the kindness of strangers.
My knee is a bit banged up and still hurts a wee bit. Thankfully my pants weren't torn. Save the fashion! Let me tell you though, you think carpet burns on your knees are a bitch? Or that tiny cigar burn on the inner thigh smarts, the one where Big Daddy forgot himself for a moment? Try gravel rash on both palms. It's not much to look at, just some redness, scrapes and small cuts on both palms. Makes
It's a fine line between pleasure and pain.