Wechsler came over tonight and brought me some groceries and made me dinner, which I was happy for, well, all of it, the company and the dinner and the extra food. He also looked at my foot, said it was just a sprain and was already getting better (as I'm able to both bend it and circle it without hurting), then bandaged it up for me so I felt properly nursed. I have to say I really enjoyed the attention. He was pretty brain dead though, so after I showed him my pictures from my weekend, he showed me a video of some people having an interview about the current state of the state in the UK and nearly flipping out at each other, then said goodnight.
I used the opportunity to finish up my big review of my trip (with A) to see the Wakefield and North of England tulip show. It needs some more links, say to the society's website and to the Hortus Bulborum and Old House Gardens, but it does have lots of nice pictures, especially for those of you not on Facebook.
With that, it's now 10 PM and I feel the call for Healing Sleep, especially if I'm well enough to hobble into work I'll need to get up early enough to make the long hobble to the tube. Enjoy the flower report.