That sounds painful, Factotum, hope it's soon better. You don't need purple hands to advise folk that you deal with livestock though. Last Christmas I had a frantic 'phone call from my daughter, PLEEEEEESE could I go to the children's Nativity, she had a crisis at work!!
Well of course I could and did! But had to go straight from the land, wellies and all. I found a seat and sat down.......the lady to my left gave a nervous smile and moved down one seat, the man to my right (already one seat away) moved down one more. I had a quick sniff at the sleeve of my jacket and realised why. An (I thought) attractive whiff of sheep, a little eau de pig but perhaps I put on a little too much of the poultry and dog!!!!!!!