Back to hospital

After a couple of nights at home, it was off to The Valley Private for a second opinion on David's broken collar bone. Before he could say "I don't like needles", he was being wheeled into the operating theatre. A long plate and some screws are now his constant companions. A complimentary tattoo indicating the right way up might remind him not to hit the deck again!

Six weeks off the bike with only his non-dominant hand - any suggestions on how to keep a crazy brain busy??