Sunday afternoon: finally track down Shiney's S&G footfile in Boots.
This morning: sit on bed scruffing away at heels thinking, Blimey, look at me, no more Hobbit feet
Stand up to do self-admiring twirl. Stumble into footstool. Owwwwew. Look down at foot to see little toe sticking out to side at 90 degree angle. Try not to boak.
Upshot: broken in two places. But at least, as I submitted foot for multiple x rays and agonizing manipulation
it was as smooth as a baby's bottom...