At The Bloggers' Party
All those miles from home, and whom do I find at the party? Mr. Ducky! Or at least a facsimile thereof.
If you look closely at my right knee, you'll notice a bandage. The first night of the party, I managed to do a little pirouette on the pool deck. The scrape on my knee isn't the worst of the injury; concrete is very unforgiving, and my right big-toe has a huge gash. But thanks to the first-aid skills of our hostess's husband, all is well.
[Thanks to Romeocat for the photo]