Walking the plank

There was a sudden end to the sailing ship adventure. Sayer was crossing from one set of chairs to another via a stool. Slipped off the stool. Fell and landed on one of the legs of the tumbled over stool and got a lovely scrape up the side of her ribcage. We applied lots of ice for a good long time and maybe she'll escape without a bruise. We'll see. Ah, the perils of the sea.