Being a scalp injury it looks worse than it is, but I did swear a little along the lines of “Ow what the f*ck you idiot!”

I’m posting this in motorsport because - well, it was the garage door and I was doing stuff with one of the cars. Cleaning it, admittedly, so not terribly racey. And it was my tow-car. But you get the jist - I continue to refuse to post touchy feely nonsense in here because frankly, that’s not what people want me to share with the world. So - if you catch me going on about relationships, what music I’m listening to, or the mood of my hamster then you can cheerfully beat me around the head until I bleed like in the photo. Ok?

No, instead I’ll just keep sharing the fun things that happen to me (racing, travelling) and the gross things (botflies, garage doors) and leave it pretty much at that. Oh, and maybe some techie, geeky stuff.

These samples tend to come in small glass vials.

And in a rucksack, small glass vials aren’t so clever. They were safely inside my washbag, but sadly I didn’t notice they’d broken and several pieces fell out onto the bathroom floor. Eventually they found my foot. I just thought I’d stood on a stone.

Now, people have questioned my bringing a first aid kit, but it was damn handy for cleaning up the wound and disinfecting, so once the blood was stopped there was no further pain or infection.

Other blood letting, caused today, was when I patted a tree to say something about trees. I never knew palm trees sometimes came with sharp spines. I thought I’d slapped some fire ants or something, but no… it was the damn tree. Gonna be more careful what I pat from now on.

This is probably my last post until at least Sunday night, so don’t worry about the silence!

Oh, and in just a week’s time I’ll be in New York for a very different, and much colder, experience. Then a week Monday I get home. And I’ll be about ready I reckon….