I’m not left handed, I *eat* UK lefthanded (which confusingly appears to be American (or at least alaskan) right handed), but apart from that I’m a rightie. Yesterday I cut my finger on a bit of motorbike. Not a big cut, a little deeper than normal, but not sufficient to really cause issues. Only today it was a bit sore in the shower, so I’ve been attempting to lead with my left.
It feels very odd, very very odd. Just for fun I’ve been trying to properly work left handed and it’s a very strange sensation.
In other news, I’m over my dumb mistakes yesterday, Dave reminded me that I should have replaced the pressure plate with it’s teeny tiny fracture in anyway, so really, I should just let it all go.
So I have.
Ais has headed off too, I was worried about her visiting, we’ve been good talking online and whatever for ages, but I’d not seen her since she moved up north. In the end I’ve had a really nice, chilled out weekend; laughed loads, caught up and had a great deal of fun :-)
Ra!
