I was housebound a few years ago when I busted my ankle during a fake fruit fight with the boy wonder, I pelted him with apples and oranges and he legged ot upstairs and returned fire, in an attempt to get away I fell down the last three steps and poggered my ankle. I went stir crazy after a couple of days.
It had a comic element to it though, it was just before Christmas so everywhere was icy and going out on crutches was lethal, my cast had open toes, so it was bloody freezing and I got the hump with them whilst shopping with the wife, so we got a wheelchair and she was pushing me around the shops and kept smashing into things and other people with my busted foot and then to top it off she left me in the middle of the mall with all the shopping piled in my lap and flounced off into a shop for twenty minutes while she tried on about 200 pairs of boots!
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