Broken ankles, roller derby, and The Fear. Basically I spent the first few jams with my hands over my eyes going EEEEEEK every time someone fell. Why on earth would I want to be involved in a sport where mad people hurtle around knocking each over whilst wearing skates? I was warned by fellow limpy girl Dawn of the Dreads.

Valdemort I always preferred Villains anyway. I always preferred Villains anyway. The hills are alive with the sound of inconsistency. Raising and falling of the terrain, the upward struggle, the downwards relief. Actual ups and downs, both physical and emotional. It makes sense in my head.