Last night, Stephen and Margaret threw an excellent Boat Drinks party. There was plenty of rum and paper umbrellas all around.

It gave me a chance to catch up with Stephen and Margaret and some people I hadn't seen for quite awhile. Hard at work on my thesis, and all that (I have one whole chapter finished as of yesterday!)

At one point Margaret was talking to Matt and I about cycling. Cycling is pretty popular here, and Margaret is one of the hard-core commuters - decent bike, full rain suit, rack and panniers. She was telling us about how she and Stephen were out for a ride and she actually fell off her bike because there was a sharp turn and lots of gravel in the path.

Margaret said, "I mean, who falls off their bike? When was the last time you fell off your bike?"

Me, small voice: "Ummm... not that long ago. A couple of weeks, maybe."

I think she was expecting a "When I was 7." type of answer. I am officially the clumsiest person I know.