Not content with having a fractured shoulder I managed to break my nose as well.
I stumbled over the pavement outside Dutch Dreams.
When my old man returned the next day to photograph the scene of the accident the city truck was already there, spraying several parts of the sidewalk bright orange.
I look like a prize boxer.
I had been out at a couple of thrift stores with my granddaughter who lives in England. She has a great eye, wish I had photographed the Doc Martins, hand knitted Cowichan style sweaters, Roots duffle coat and more that she scored. But she has gone up to Lake Temagami to be a camp councillor for the summer.
My treat was this super Valentino scarf . ( needs a wash)
I love it but would rather have a normal face.