A less welcome encounter happened the previous day when my foot and a rather large coconut came together at a not inconsiderable speed. We were doing the obligatory (and fascinating) Spice Tour and, as the end approached, a helpful guy shinned up a palm tree to hack down some tasty fruit. We looked to be a safe distance away - but we hadn't counted on the coconut rolling down a palm leaf and shooting out sideways. Time for the tourist authority to re-do their risk assessment I think.
No blood trickled out although it was clearly sloshing around where it shouldn't have been. But bones are obviously much tougher than I realised because a swift x-ray revealed no breaks. Still, purple toes get you a lot of sympathy - and Philly, George, Pete and Sophie spent the next few days bringing me endless cups of tea while I spent much of the time sitting rather pathetically in a comfy chair.
Looking back I'm simply thankful it missed both my head and my friends.
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