Addendum

There was one fly or flies (pun intended) in the ointment on the weekend away.

These particular flies were thirsty little sandflies that latched onto my bare sweaty ankles when I returned from my run and sat outside waiting for my face to turn from deep purple to cerise pink.

I am so itchy if someone put a box jellyfish in front of me I'd give it a big kiss in the hopes that the pain would distract me from the itching.

I will have no skin on my ankles by the end of tomorrow.