Possibly the best day of my life!

Last night a lovely young woman going by the name of Kneebone (no, seriously) took my plaster cast off my arm arm and liberated me entirely!

Well, almost.

I now have to wear a "brace" wrapped around my broken wrist, which I can... take off in order to have a shower!

Obviously this is the most brilliant news ever, as I'm sure everyone agrees.

I still can't type or write, but I can have proper showers and walk around without looking prehistoric.

In other news, it's winter in Melbourne during Spring and nobody is allowed in the city because there are half a dozen Christians in a tent outside the G20 meeting. Hilarious.