I thought against carrying a rack upstairs on my sensible trolley - as I'd have to go to the flat first to get it - I decided he-man style of lugging slabs of tempered flatpacked glass upstairs was the way to go. Get across the landing after four small flights of stairs and felt this twang in my sternum area followed by a shooting pain, despite what felt like the reaper looming I held on to my smashable booty. Been on mucho ibuprofen since, but sure it will pass. Silly really.![]()





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Hope you are feeling better quite soon



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i never touch anyone else's kit at bake offs now....i am not allowed.
