An unexpected trip

After having to work from home for much of last week, so that the painter could work on the house, we decided to take a trip at the weekend to the lakes near El Chorro. Ada and Gabriela had never been there before. We also took the dog with us, as it's one of her favourite places and she loves to swim all day. Just before coming home, though, I had a different sort of trip: I stumbled over a rock and put a hand out to break my fall. Suddenly the pain was excruciating, and my hand was so swollen up that driving home was rather a challenge. Turns out I've caused an injury called gamekeeper's thumb, or skier's thumb, and I've to wear a brace for the next four weeks to stabilise the joint and allow the ulnar collateral ligament to repair itself. So I'm having to do some tasks one-handed for a while, and am trusting my hand will be fine again in time for my Switzerland trip at the beginning of September (when I'll need to be able to type up a lot of notes during our university meetings.)