A funny thing happened to me at 4 am today. I was woken by a very strange noise which made we wonder if the radio or television was on. The noise became more intense, so it sounded like two cats locked in mortal combat, or a cat being killed, so I jumped out of bed and into my slippers and hurried downstairs to rescue my pets. I was hurrying down the drive when two badgers came hurtling round the corner and up the drive towards me. Thoughts of badgers having a tenacious bite that doesn't let go until they hear the bone snap sent me full speed indoors to safety.
Now, I didn't know I could still run. Due to arthritic knees, replacement knees and stuff, I haven't tried for many years, so when I'd caught my breath and calmed down enough to go back to bed, I was strangely comforted by the fact that, if I need to run for my life, I still can!