So.

Jon said:

"I think we've found your bogey area."

I said:

"AAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!"

Back of the arms? No fun at all. One hour. Wot a wuss. However, I do now have the outlines of three more pumpkins, one of which is part shaded - because at that point my skin stopped accepting ink. So we gave up. Give it a week or two, I'll be back....

Crap!

So what do you do when someone who means the world to you is hurting really badly and there isn't a blessed thing you can do about it because you're in another stupid country?

Answers on a postcard, please, because I have no freakin' idea....