Sore Leg Sore Head (sorry for the minging bit about my feet)

Had a great day yesterday.  Went to the Chiropodist which was actually brilliant.  He was a proper old-school London gent with a real passion for shoes and a very good sense of humour.  He encouraged me to paint my nails and to continue wearing heels which was a  pleasant surprise.  I have bashed, bloody nails from wearing high shoes a lot and corns to add.  He took a scalpel to the damage and stuck on soft fluffy pads to protect my feet from further damage- good job it's winter!  Tried the new padding out last night at Kensington Roof Gardens http://www.roofgardens.virgin.com/en/the_roof_gardens/the_club which was great but it didn't prevent me from wiping out as I tried to walk to the bar so now I have a sore head and a sore leg.  Hoping not too many people noticed as I was there with Queen Bee, JG, his Rugby friends and The Indianapolis Colts Cheerleaders who are here for the NFL match at London 02.  Lots of vodka+my motor moron sense of balance=cabbage.  After a little call in to The Shell on the way home for scampi fries and a toffee crisp we finally returned home about 4am.  Don't think Zig was too impressed with the drunken stupor as he has worked about 80 hours this week.  I'm making him a playlist to say sorry.  I hope he likes it.