He did it at Pleasey Vale.... maybe I'd be more empathetic if it had been on some desperate slate rock-over?! It's still a source of annoyance to me that my three years (and counting) of golfer's elbow was caused by a 4ft fall from a damp V6. Okay, injuries are shit and, at best, climbing is pretty meaningless. Maybe thinking a more rarified character of failure is any real compensation for ill-health is the attitude of a madman desperate for solace.... but desperate times....
[If you're reading this fella, you know I'm very sorry for your pain and my first concerns are for your well-being..... however, if you knacker-up your recovery by succumbing to the siren song of somewhere like Bell Hagg, I will not be held responsible for my actions]