My boss went to watch a football match between Margate and Folkestone last night. He came in this morning and said the game had to be abandoned becasue one of the players died. You can read about it here.
Apparently he just fell over and died. He must have been fit, which is pretty worrying. You never know when you might just fall over and die – like Walt Disney’s mother.
I went to the hospital last night about my broken hand. They weren’t sure if I’d broken a bone or not but said that either way I just have to wait for it to get better – there’s no point in getting it reset. So that was a waste of time, except I got a free splint. He man in the hospital was good though to give him credit.