New look

No, the crutch is not part of Zoe's new look - it's the hair. Courtesy of Beth, our neighbour, Zoe has a funky new do, and she's looking every inch the little girl she is. Don't know where she got the sudden passion for pink from, though, we certainly didn't encourage that. Is it in the genes after all? Oh yeah, the crutch is mine, courtesy of a collision on the frisbee field. I fractured my fibula and even though it's nothing complicated I will have to run around in a moon boot for nearly six weeks. And with these crutches that look like they're a hand-down from some World War I veteran. Zoe was a bit scared of them at first but now she'll happily carry them around for me.