The Rift
Viewers of Torchwood will know all about The Rift. Basically opening it is a bad thing. Time splinters, terrifying things come through – you know the sort of thing.
Well, there has been evidence of instability in The Rift centred on my bike. You remember the glove incident? Well on Tuesday we had further evidence that there is a glitch in the space-time continuum. As I was cycling to work on there was a sudden clunking noise – I turned and looked behind me and saw my bike lock lying on the ground. My bike lock that had been missing for about 10 days… (Subsequent investigation led to John claiming that he had put my bike lock on the back of my bike that morning – but there is a groundswell of feeling that he is simply in denial – it looks like the work of The Rift to me.) It looked as though The Rift was benign – finding gloves and bike locks is hardly as terrifying as Torchwood would have us believe.
However it turns out that The Rift is tricky.
Today we had a parents’ evening. I was cycling to work to do my bit for this when I lost control of my bike. I landed on my face (really not a pretty picture – no-one’s going to think any the worse of you if you decide not to click… ) As I landed I think I said something profound like “That hurts” and then I thought “If I wait here long enough someone will stop to see if I’m OK” (Drama queen? Moi?). I was right though – a very nice “lady motorist” (how very Milly Molly Mandy!) stopped to check on me, and then a bus pulled up – the driver very nicely insisted on taking me to A&E to get checked over (it’s on his route). I could make this a long a tedious tale, but I won’t – there’s no real damage done, just a very fat lip and odd bruises in interesting places (I also tore my trousers – right at the crotch 
– and they were my new brown linen trousers that I’d bought for £2.75 from a charity shop, and I loved them. I’m not sure that they are repairable.)
So the malevolent/benign balance has been restored. I’m just hope that the monsters from within The Rift are now satisfied…
ten comments:
Oh, poor lip!(Curiosity and all that, had to look.) That looks so sore! I do hope you’re feeling less battered and bruised soon. What nice people to stop and help, there are some left.There does seem to be something strange afoot, but why is it picking on you?
Louise () (link) - 31 January '07 - 20:49
So sorry to hear about your biking injury! Even worse to hear about the irreparable damage to the linen trousers. I know how satisfying it is to find a great charity shop bargain, and how sad it can be to lose one. I had a major clothing loss years ago, thanks to American Airlines losing my suitcase. Not only did I lose a handknit sweater from my mother (gasp!), but also some of my best bargains from secondhand shops. Very sad, indeed! I hope you’re feeling less bruised soon!Tracy WW () (link) - 31 January '07 - 22:49
Oh, you poor dear! This is a good excuse to eat some popsicles, though.Move gingerly and safely until you figure out what the THIRD thing is! (they say things come in threes!)
sandy () (link) - 31 January '07 - 23:18
The blood sacrifice should suffice!Chris () (link) - 31 January '07 - 23:41
Owwwww!!! Hope it gets better very soon…Liz () (link) - 01 February '07 - 01:07
Ooch. I hope your lip feels better soon.Pigwotknits () (link) - 01 February '07 - 10:25
oooch poor you! There must have been some bad lip/mouth ju ju yesterday… Jamie was in his walker running up and down the kitchen with Maddie yesterday (can you believe it’s almost been 3 years!!?) and tipped head over heels into the conservatory (there’s a little step down) and well, his lip looks like yours. Last night it looked worse, thank god the swelling went down.Poor you. Poor lip! Hope it’s better today…
Kate () - 01 February '07 - 21:06
Ooooh no, poor you. Hope it all heals quickly, and very
about the trousers.
Daisy () (link) - 04 February '07 - 11:39
I think the Rift must move around as we also have evidence that it exists in one of our kitchen drawers.You put things in it, say a pair of scissors. Next time you open it, they’re gone. You search for days then you open the drawer again for something else entirely and there are your scissors…..Now if only Captain Jack would mysteriously appear in my kitchen as well….Yum!
oh and btw, the MMM reference made me giggle out loud – nobody else I know remembers MMM and I love her.
Wendy () (link) - 05 February '07 - 20:34
Wow, that sounds – and looks – painful. But.. what lovely skin you have; all dewy! (I mean the bits that aren’t bruised etc of course.) I realise the accident was last month – I hope you’re better now.Fiona () (link) - 28 February '07 - 14:59
