Dear Noel,

Last Saturday night, I wasn’t looking where I was going as I went down the stairs into a night-club. I stumbled and drove my right high-heel into my left calf. The pain was horrendous. I went to ground straighaway. I thought I had been kicked from behind.

It was a desperate scene: two of my sisters crying I was going to bleed to death. I danced on one leg for an hour until the bouncers asked me to leave.

After the chips, onion rings and batter burgers, I had to walk home and barely slept a minute with the throbbing pain.

Next day, the manager dropped me for the first round of the championship. He wasn’t mad at me for being out on the town. Instead, he said the injury was just “typical you.”

He added: “You never show any vision. You always run into trouble. We can’t risk you.”

Noel, do you think I should wear mouldies now that the good weather is here?

     - Nora, Tralee, Co. Kerry (29)

 Noel replies – Nancy says pumps are a much better bet for a Saturday night out. Hush Puppies have a good record, she says.

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