In my not-so-professional opinion and with full
consideration of the available facts, I’m now pretty confident that the ‘sore
toe’ (see Southampton Beer Festival) should be redesignated ‘the broken toe’.
Nearly four weeks later most of the bruising has cleared but it’s still a swollen.
I can’t bend it at the second joint and if I accidently force it to bend it
sends me through the roof! I kind of new at the time it was a possibility - given the impact it seemed a miracle it wasn't broken but now that Glastonbury is over I think I can stop the
denial. I’m sure it will come right in due course. I got it strapped at Glasto
and toughed it out. It really didn’t like being in wellies but three pairs of
socks helped! I'm just thankful its not something too debilitating. Now I’m just continuing my mastered hobble and will get it moving
again when it’s ready, and rest it when I can. What a bummer! But I’m not letting it slow me down much. GO HARD OR GO HOME!!!!
