So, yeah, y'know that moment when you go to get your toothbrush out of your spongebag and you accidently end up picking up your razor? By the sharp end? Yeah, that moment?
It doesn't hurt much, just a mild sting, but it was bleeding rather profusely before I left the hotel, despite my best efforts to staunch the flow using paper tissues. Fortunately the nice lady at the checkout desk at t'Birmingham Hilton was able to provide me with a plaster, which was nice of her and which helped, but that's now fallen off and the finger's looking a wee bit messy, so I'll have to bung on another plaster - ideally giving it a clean up and some savlon first.