My family find it weird that everywhere we visit I now go on the hunt for toilets. It’s confusing to me as, in my mind, it’s actually quite obvious that I’d want to check out the loos and the more extreme or different, the better. I found this fabulous Art Deco toilet on the beachfront at the weekend. The building exterior was so striking I forgot to look inside.
My hand is driving me crazy. It’s 4.5 weeks now and my hand feels so uncomfortable and sometimes sore in the heat. I washed my hand properly for the first time in a bowl of warm water yesterday. My thumb looks like a dead sausage but at least it’s less swollen and bruised than before and I don’t have to look at it when the splint and bandage are on.
Saving My Hand 