I have been looking forward to this day for some time now. A day being gently massaged and my body being manipulated back into its original shape. I have almost forgotten how I used to appear.

I wake up most mornings feeling like an old man with a clumsy, hobbling gait.

I am pretty sure I look much the same.

I make my way down to the Chiropractic clinic and am greeted by a tall, well presented Belgium man who I am informed used to be a climber. He himself had had a lot of realignment of the vertebrae, apparently he had fallen from a great height and broke apart like Lego. You wouldn’t have known.

I am instructed to lie on the bed and before I knew it I am being pulled and stretched into inconceivable positions.

The gentle massage turned into a grapple with every bone cracking like popcorn.

I left feeling high and disorientated but no doubt better off for it.