Can you believe it? This year, we’ve had 2 months snowboarding; a month mountain biking; and a fair amount of time wakeboarding, and pretty much we came away unscathed. But the seemingly harmless pursuit of swimming in the sea (ok – the waves were probably 2m tall, forceful, but fun), a big wave threw me and Mel together and I accidentally kicked her. So apart from the earache from the accidental kick, I damaged my little toe meaning I can hardly walk. Its all swollen and black. We went to casualty (okay, actually the first aid hut), where I simply got told the expected “nothing we can do, it’ll be fine in 3 weeks”. Great. All these manly sports where injuries are like trophies, and I get a knackered toe from doing pretty much nothing. Pah.