I Fell Down an Escalator


Injury and anatomy explored through human-fish relationships.

I only remember little bits and pieces of what happened. I know it was June 2007, and after I had finished work at the fishmonger’s, I went to the pub to drink, as I did every day. A few hours later, some time around midnight, I realised I would have to rush otherwise I’d miss the last tube. I was running down the escalator, and I was drunk, so I must have tripped and fallen, and I ended up in a heap on the floor at the bottom.