Looking towards Seymour

With the time difference between Canada and the UK it was this morning (our time) before I could tell my family about yesterday's misadventure, I'm pleased to report they were all suitably impressed.

Today I had a shower (at last, hurray!). I danced in the kitchen to the pain of spraying antiseptic stuff onto my cuts and I accidentally spilt chilli sauce onto an open wound whilst making my lunch. This lead me to discover that isn't a swear word currently in existence which does justice to that particular error.

After a busy morning I took the time to put my feet up and enjoy the view looking towards Mt Seymour.

The best thing about my cuts is I won't be able to wash up or clean for ages :-)