[wrenjmerg]

Sir Stirling Moss suffered a serious accident at home over the weekend...Lady Moss reports that he is in remarkably good spirits and already complaining about the size and quality of the hospital breakfast... http://joesaward.wordpress.com/2010/...-sir-stirling/

[i6mbwwdh]

"complaining about hospital breakfast" typical Stirling, crackers as usual

Anyway, it seemed a nasty little accident, here's hoping he makes a speedy recovery.

[arindiruppya]

Sounds horrendous..
He's a tough old bloke though and being ejected from a racing car more than once has ensured he is tough enough to survive this no doubt.. Get well soon Sterl..

[N9u9ie4p]

His name is not on the world championship roster - it will always devalue the worth relative to his win ratio which is alongside the greatest in this sport.

A courageous driver always nice to fans.

Get well Sir Stirling :-]]

[effebrala]

Get well soon Sir Stirling, a rare example of a genuine living legend.

[makemoneyonli]

What a weird accident! I hope he gets better soon

[Payodcapy542fro]

Yikes! Hope he has a speedy recovery.

[HotDolly]

Yikes! Hope he has a speedy recovery.

agreed - May your recovery be as fast as the F1 car you use to drive!

[effebrala]

Best wishes to Stirling. One of the very few living gentleman racers (not to say he wasn't fast!)

[FelixQY]

Sounds a terrible accident, particularly for a man of his age.

Get well soon Sir Stirling.

[freflellalafe]

Holy ! He fell 3 frickin' floors?? I'm taking the stairs from now on. Get well soon!

[Theariwinna]

Absolutely daft. Why on earth did he walk straight into the lift shaft?

Numpty

As Pat said. A terrible accident for a man of his age.

Get well soon

[wrenjmerg]

According to this article Sir Stirling may be putting in a call to Williams sometime soon
"The difference with this lift is that it’s the only one in the world a) made of carbon fibre, which is what racing cars are made of and b) made by the Williams Formula One team for me - so it’s quite a piece of gear." http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/new...cle7053880.ece

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9C2T0ObRzU

[Xavier_Spinner_Wheels]

Three floors!? That would have finished most of us off! Get well soon Sir Stirling!

[Nzmoafzn]

I think we should be forever grateful that Stirling is a tough old goat, who no matter how serious an accident he gets himself into, can rise above it with good grace and humour.

Get well soon, Mossy, not a lot left like you these days...

[tinamasak]

Holy crap!

I just cringed when I read about two broken ankles.
If anyone has ever broken their ankle, then you'll know why.

Hope he recovers soon, crazy old hag!

[ingeneensueva]

Get Well soon, Sir Sterling Moss.

They don't come any tougher than you!

[mypharmalife]

he fell three whole floors? for an old man to be complaining about breakfast not too long after, That is one tough old man!

sorry to hear Sir Stirling, get well soon, seems to me a remarkable escape though.

[Bugamerka]

Motorsport Collector email newsletter had this in it this morning:


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March 9, 2010 Update:
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Dear Gary,
As most of you know, 80 year old Sir Stirling Moss stepped into an empty elevator shaft in his London home over the weekend, falling 3 stories, suffering broken bones in his feet and ankles and damaged vertebra.

The good news is that Stirling's injuries are not life threatening and that his heart and mind (as well as his typing fingers) are as strong as ever.
Stirling sent this email message to his many friends and fans around the world:
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To all my friends (and all those who are kind enough to care),

Dear all of you,

The last few days have been quite fantastic and I’d like to thank each and every one of you for your kind thoughts, messages and other paraphernalia.

On Saturday evening, I was at home with Susie, Elliot and Helen and about to leave for a curry, for which we were running late. I asked Helen to join me in the lift to go downstairs, because Susie and Elliot were smart enough not to ride in my lift. I opened the door and stepped into the lift, with Helen ready to follow me, which she never did. That is because the lift had stopped on the floor above and incorrectly allowed the door beneath it to open.

Still chatting to Helen, i stepped into the open doorway-- and fell to the bottom of the lift shaft.

The ambulance was called and arrived at racing speed, whereupon they put me onto a series of about 10 stretchers! Having finally settled on what must have seemed a good one, I was taken, along with my family to the royal London hospital in Whitechapel, where they used another batch of similar stretchers!
They did a good job of helping me, but were unable to do the requisite surgery. So, on the Sunday, i was moved to the princess grace, where a fantastically efficient, kind and amusing staff did all the jobs.

I am now in a lovely room, number 222, and with the help of Elliot and the porter, am finally on the email. That does not mean that I will be able to actually send this to you, but I will try!

Now for the future... Which I can see with Susie, Helen and Elliot around me, is going to be a bloody struggle!

As some of you may know, Susie and i are booked on a seabourn cruise for our 30th anniversary, next month. I have to cross the hurdle of getting the doctors, and family hangers-on, to allow me to thin my blood, in order to avoid any issues involving deep vein thrombosis.

It will be six to eight weeks from Sunday before I will able to put any load on my feet. Therefore I’m facing my sixth or seventh reduction to a wheelchair (Susie says she's stopped counting) which I must admit, is rather boring. The good news is; that I didn't sell the wheelchair after the last shunt!

The whole thing is a real pain in the arse, if I had looked where I was going, I wouldn't be here at all, so it's my own damn fault.

I have been absolutely overwhelmed by your collective concern and kindness.

I can tell you that currently I’m lying in hospital, taking deep breaths, lifting one arm with the other, raising my legs (with plasters on the end) and doing all I can do to keep myself as mobile as possible, but, having said that, I’m not yet winning the battle.

I'm not sure when I’ll be able to go home but the lift has to work, otherwise I’ll never be able to get upstairs in my wheelchair, maybe I’ll go and stay with Helen and Elliot for a while...

This really has opened my eyes to how kind all my friends are, over an old ex- racing driver, flogging a fading image!

I look forward to seeing you soon,

Many thanks for all of your thoughts,
Ciao
(Note: I took the liberty of running this through an app to change the original all capitals format of the original to normal structure to make it a tad easier to read. So any capitalization errors are NOT Sir Stirling's!

Gary

[Xavier_Spinner_Wheels]

The whole thing is a real pain in the arse, if I had looked where I was going, I wouldn't be here at all, so it's my own damn fault. In a world obsessed by compensation culture, this is a refreshing attitude