sore

I'd meant to get an arty photo of one of the skips at the coup today when I took the last of this batch of decluttering there but Stig chose to come out his hovel to inspect the latest offerings when I was attempting to heave a burst mattress over the edge of the skip. I think thats when I picked up the cut in my hand which I discovered when I put antibacterial gel on it. It stings a bit that. But it took about another 5 applications before I remembered to go look for a plaster.
Not too great a day as I thought I was early shift but it turned out I was backshift so all my plans for the day went to pot. Glad to be home though :-)