lucyann2 I'm special
Then all I remember is falling, falling, falling, crashing, crashing, crashing then silence and darkness. Now there is pain from where the bongos hit my collar bone and a pain deep in my heart from where the (still intact) larva lamp hit the top of my guitar and made a hole in it. I’m hoping my Dad can fix it. It still seems to play OK though. I’m quite traumatised, oh and I’m not sure if you’re meant to go to hospital if you get knocked out by some falling bongos. I was only out for a minute though, I think. Oh God, my beautiful, beautiful broken baby. Whaaaa!

