I know I haven't posted in an extremely long while and while there have been countless events in that time worth blogging about I have not due to my laziness or disinterest. But I want to change all that so here is a picture of my wife's handiwork. Beneath the old sock that has been cut up to act as a wrap there is plastic wrap, tissue and a poultice made of charcoal to heal my knee. Alexander my small but ferocious youngest son in his carelessness whacked me with a metal golf club. I'm not carrying a grudge but me knee is not the same.