Slightly hunched and white knuckled I’m clinging to the stool. My leg has gone. The two cafe owners are fussing over me but a queue is fast building up behind me I’m embarrassed and I just want to get out! The moment I can stand I grab the bag and go. Two moments later the lady owner is out in the street after me, shoves a huge wooden umbrella in my hand and says ‘this will help you walk’ then disappears off back inside. Thank you good lady.