Well after a good first day in Lincoln I wondered down to the lake with my early morning cuppa and slipped on the steps. It really hurt.
Eventually Martin wondered down and I told him I thought I might have broken my arm. We called a taxi and headed for the local A&E. They were very good at the hospital and everything was fairly quick except for the printing of the CD I needed to take back to the Island.
So here is my broken Ulna:
By the time we got back from hospital the girls had packed everything up and had made a rota for who was going to cook for the next week. We headed home, after only 1 day of our holiday,via Costco and Ikea with me sustained by a heck of a lot of chocolate and paracetamol & codeine!