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Impossible for this one. Damaged my left wrist at work, when something a bit heavy fell on it - on the Monday after Dunwich. By Tuesday night couldn't move it and spent Wed and Thurs at docs/ hospital. (I'm convinced that the phlebotomist has a black pudding factory as a sideline - the amount of blood that was extracted...).
Just about ok now but cannot clench my fist - which is not good news for a mouseketeer emergency.
Also, it's my left hand and my brakes are all set up continental style so...
Watch out Manningtree -I'll get you soon.
(Unless, of course miraculous recovery mode kicks in, in which case "I'll catch you up"

(Now, where have we heard that before?)
Have a lovely time - and make sure you look after fat Ian...don't want him marginalized now...