Paul J Penton – Songwriter

The only thing I can think is that they’re easily twisted, and it’s amazing how we actually manage to stay upright on them. That process we’ve all been through, all seen in uncertain toddlers rearing up on two feet is a gargantuan achievement, maybe the eight wonder of the world. For once homo erectus is up then he/she’s mobile, well progressed beyond the bottom sliding  mode and the hands and knees mode. Somehow we manage to develop a sense of  balance and hold ourselves in sway through the pushing and pulling of muscles in our backs and spine- yeah I know about that one with the current dodgy back.

The weak point of the whole structure though is the ankle, that lumpy triangle that sticks out like a mountain tip through clouds. In an instant of poor footing or lack of concentration the whole pivoting marvel can do a quick shilly that leaves you rolled up on the ground in extreme pain. That moment is terrible, because you know it’s going to happen, that soft supple flesh and the grinding cartilages flip- flop and you realise you might as well be in space because there is no weight that will be supported by that one any more and you’re headed for the ground like a sack of potatoes. It meets you like a basketball bat – hard and unforgiving unless you do it while out bushwalking of course- possibly a worse scenario, given the back pack you’re lugging and who’s gonna carry you out? The whole thing then becomes a  puffy ball as if it’s holding its breath and puffing out its cheeks, purple bruising areas start to form……..