Hello family - I can see from the voting results that none of you are interested in any more tear jerking toe tales. I have only one vote and that was Me! What did I expect - you are all just like mum and all squeamish beyond belief. Well I showed Luke the blogger toe story and pictures on Sunday and he thought they were all dead "cool". So I am just young and hip for my age unlike all you old fogies who are past it and want to sit by the fire with your feet up and your tea at in one hand and your paper in the other. Anyway I took the main bandage off today as it was soaked in blood, pus and some other slimish green substance which some how emanated from my foot and festered in my socks and shoes for a week now. Emanated - now this word reminds me of MnM;s new film 8 Mile which I watched with Rizwana last weekend - it was surprisingly good - he is a very fast whited, quick thinking, talented bloke. Brian would like this film. Back to the toe - the main reason I took the bandage off was the smell. I did not like it and neither did Riz who kept spraying my foot with any aerosol spray she could lay her hands on. But it all got too much at work when all those around me where holding their noses and complaining of the dead cabbage stink. Once the toe was cleaned up it looked beautiful if a little purple - I will give you all a personal look when I see you - this will be next weekend for the local family and on Sat April the 12th for Siobhan and Tom as Rizwana and moi are flying over to Virginia for a week and back to UK on Monday 21st April. Bye for now, Michael