Mind you, last Sunday (which was gloriously sunny) I spent working on the allotment, which proved to be a really bad idea, as I dropped a nasty, heavy, sharp set of shears onto my foot - pointy side down. I spent 3 hrs of the Bank Holiday Monday queuing in A&E so I could get a tetanus jab
Until a few minutes ago, I was considering limping down again to the lottie to carry out some ineffectual weeding, but then the skies opened. Maybe fate is saying I should steer clear of garden tools for a bit?
It still hurts btw.



