Sorry for no posting yesterday but I was a little preoccupied by being in A&E because I cut my hand open when I fell carrying some plates up the step from my dining room to my kitchen. I am now the faintly proud host to my first three stitches ever!
How bad am I though that I was really tempted to take a photo of it for the blog!? I resisted the urge just in case there were some squeamish types out there in the blogosphere.
Apparently, according to the doctor, I was very brave and I should get someone else to carry plates and do the washing up in future!