That 'Oh, shit!' moment

Ow, dammit. Flipped the chair.

While going across the not-actually-a-proper-kerb-cut in the disabled car park in Rochester.

(Yes, the one place where everyone needs a kerb-cut has to make do with 'we'll just set the normal kerb at a bit of an angle').

It was one of those slow-motion 'oh, shit, I'm going over sideways here, aren't I?' things. The chair finally decided it was going over, and spilled me out on the way. The chair's okay, but I landed on my hip, which really isn't happy.

I feel a letter to the council coming on.