The Not-So-Great Tennessee Car Wreck

Some people might’ve heard about the unfortunate car crash we had on the way out of Nashville. Everyone involved was fine apart from poor Scooby, Regan’s trusty VW camper who sadly is now a resident of the big campsite in the sky. When I say everyone was fine there were ambulances and fire engines involved (getting out of the van was a bit problematic and turns out even minor scalp lacerations can produce an alarming amount of blood). Regan broke her toe and sprained her wrist and I got a hefty bash on the leg and a rather magnificent cut to the head that needed 10 staples, but in terms of lasting damage there isn’t any thankfully. Anyone who is interested in seeing a delightful picture of my head post-staples but pre-hair washing just let me know. I’m rather proud of it as (a) it looks much worse than it was and so makes me look v. brave and (b) the hairstyle could’ve won me prizes at Halloween parties across the country had the accident been more appropriately timed.