Well, Lloyd has turned out to be one of the first casualties of the AWG. Yesterday I was working at Mission HQ at Sissons School, doing volunteer accreditation. Lloyd was going from venue to venue, helping to set up beds. He was helping to load a semi trailer at Con Mine. Coming out of the trailer, putting his foot on the bumper, he turned his foot over and heard it go crack. So he came and picked me up and I took him to the hospital. We sat there from 2 pm to 9 pm, when he finally got a cast put on and we could go home. He broke the fifth metacarpal in his left foot. He says it's not really painful, but he's in a fair bit of discomfort. So he's not going to be doing anymore volunteering - he was supposed to be driving for the cultural contingent, and taking down beds at the end of the games. Not anymore.
Bram went ice fishing yesterday. He caught two pike (we're having one today) and had a lot of fun.
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