Normally when I hear the words “I am fine” it is a fib, but really, I am okay. If you follow me or my friends on Twiter you may heave heard I was assaulted on Tuesday night on the way back home from a photo walk.
I am not going to say much about what happened now, both because the Police are investigating, and because all I want to do now is go to bed. I have been awake for over 38 hours and really need sleep. The summery is I was hit once by one of two lads who were drunk and looking for trouble.
Currently I am in a decent state despite falling badly. I have a fractured arm, but we are hoping it will not need a plaster putting on it. I am doing physiotherapy and need to keep popping to hospital to monitor this. I am slightly bumped and bruised but it could have been fare worse. No significant cuts but some grassing. The pain is well within my pain tolerances and I should be able to continue an abnormal in a few days. I hope to make a full recovery in 6 to 8 weeks.
I must say a big thank you to fellow photographer Brit who helped get me in an ambulance. Also a huge thank you to my friends and followers who have been great. I have pages and pages of public and private good wishes. My phone’s SMS inbox is full and the voicemail has given up. Several people from across the country have offered to jump on a train and keep me company. I have been welling up reading some of the messages. I am very lucky. I will reply to you directly soon if I have not done so already.
Finally I have to say that everyone, and I mean everyone I have met at the NHS and Police service have been amazing. I felt that my well-being was the most important thing to them throughout.