One last backflip after fifty

With a disintegrating ankle and a bung knee, I decided to finish a storied trampolining life with one last backflip after fifty. Here is the tale of trampolines, and me.

Mar 5, 2023
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Father Christmas brought a trampoline into our lives in 1980. I was eight years old. It was for me and my three siblings and he built the thing on Christmas Eve during the day without any of us noticing him. This was my best chance to meet Santa and the fact that I blew it remains a regret.

I write a near annual Christmas tweet:

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