He went back to his doctor the next day and was sent for an x-ray. It showed his fibula was fractured just above the ankle.
"I said, 'bulls**t, it can't be, I'm walking on it'."
He is still amused that as soon as he knew his leg was broken, his ability to walk on it evaporated. Beforehand, he had been limping up and down the stairs at council's Brougham Chambers.
Despite his protestations that he had a council meeting in half an hour, Buller Hospital staff made him stay to get his leg plastered. However, it was so swollen they could only put on a back-slab.
He returned for a full plaster the following Monday, after the swelling had receded, but it was so uncomfortable it had to be cut it off the next day.
He was referred to an orthopaedic surgeon in Greymouth.
Driven there by his son Matthew, he vomited so many times en route they considered turning back. When they arrived at Greymouth Base Hospital his pulse had dropped to 42 and his blood pressure had skyrocketed to 170/100.
He said he had recovered within about half an hour, but considering his heart condition, staff checked him out with an electrocardiogram.
He is now in plaster for a month and is relieved it's his left leg, so he can still drive a car.
