Except today when I got to my meeting I couldn't shake hands because my right palm was covered in blood.
I was cycling merrily across campus, it was a little wet but I was enjoying getting another set of clothes covered in mud after yesterday's experiences - and then what I thought was a small puddle turned out to be a pothole. In went the front wheel... where it stopped. Unfortunately it didn't communicate it's change in velocity to the frame, the rider or the back wheel.
So over I went, careering forward on my shins and hands, leaving blood and skin in my wake.
Fortunately the NHS wasn't needed this time and the nice man at the Train station let me wash up and gave me some tissue...
Still - Slimelight confirmed for tomorrow. I wonder if they've put in any lights since I shot SBA et all there in 2004?