Steff and nonsense

Holidays should be banned in the Weather Department. It’s for our own good! We can’t seem to go away without returning with some kind of facial deformity.

I may have ‘forgotten’ to tell you about a small infection that I got in the Seychelles, all thanks to just 2 hours sunbathing. I had factor 30 slapped on everywhere. Everywhere, that is, except on my lips, and of course they burnt. Badly.
They swelled up to a size that even Leslie Ash would have been proud of…and then started blistering. That was bad enough, but then they got what the doctor called a ‘secondary infection’. Yep, they went septic.
Obviously this wouldn’t only scare women and small children, but it also caused grown men to weep, so I had to have an extra few days off work to recover.
…and before you ask, no, there are no photos.

Anyway, then the other Weather Bod, Everton, went on holiday to the Caribbean to see the end of the World Cup, and came back with an extra special friend. Cyril Cyst had attached itself to his face. Sexy!

Everton went to see the doctor to ask him to evict Cyril, and the doctor told him to make an appointment with the surgeon at his earliest convenience. Everton forgot that he was no longer in the UK and expected this to be in a week or so’s time - it came as quite a surprise when he found himself under the knife at 9.30am the next morning!

With Cyril disposed of, the wound had to heal from the inside out, to make sure the infection was gone. This meant that there was a large crater on his face and poor Everton had to have a huge white bandage stuck to his chops for about a week and a half whilst it healed!

You’ll be pleased to know that the Weather Department is now facial-injury free. However, I am going wakeboarding again tomorrow. I think I'm going to wear a helmet.