last night i fell over a barrier outside the western front near churchill square, a few people smoking at the door laughed when it happened until i had to sit down on the chair because my ankle was buggered,one of the laughing gang turned out to be the assistant manager who was very sympathetic and helpful(although i wish he'd of picked the barrier up)i couldnt walk to upper north street where id arranged to meet the missus so he said get a taxi and we'll pay the bill.i gave my name and number and as yet have not been contacted and my ankle is still giving me grief- im not a fan of all the claim blame stuff but any suggestions on what to do next